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Even his griefs are a joy long after to one that remembers all that he wrought and endured.
Homer -
Achilles absent was Achilles still!
Homer
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All men owe honor to the poets - honor and awe; for they are dearest to the Muse who puts upon their lips the ways of life.
Homer -
Why cover the same ground again? ... It goes against my grain to repeat a tale told once, and told so clearly.
Homer -
Achilles glared at him and answered, "Fool, prate not to me about covenants. There can be no covenants between men and lions, wolves and lambs can never be of one mind, but hate each other out and out an through. Therefore there can be no understanding between you and me, nor may there be any covenants between us, till one or other shall fall.
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But you, Achilles,/ There is not a man in the world more blest than you--/ There never has been, never will be one./ Time was, when you were alive, we Argives/ honored you as a god, and now down here, I see/ You Lord it over the dead in all your power./ So grieve no more at dying, great Achilles.’ I reassured the ghost, but he broke out protesting,/ ‘No winning words about death to me, shining Odysseus!/ By god, I’d rather slave on earth for another man--/ Some dirt-poor tenant farmer who scrapes to keep alive—than rule down here over all the breathless dead.
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Even a fool learns something once it hits him.
Homer -
Marge, when I join an underground cult I expect a little support from my family.
Homer
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Immortals are never alien to one another.
Homer -
And here I am using my own lungs like a sucker.
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So, the gods don't hand out all their gifts at once, not build and brains and flowing speech to all. One man may fail to impress us with his looks but a god can crown his words with beauty, charm, and men look on with delight when he speaks out. Never faltering, filled with winning self-control, he shines forth at assembly grounds and people gaze at him like a god when he walks through the streets. Another man may look like a deathless one on high but there's not a bit of grace to crown his words. Just like you, my fine, handsome friend.
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All deaths are hateful to miserable mortals, but the most pitiable death of all is to starve.
Homer -
Always to be best, and distinguished above the rest.
Homer -
I wish that strife would vanish away from among gods and mortals, and gall, which makes a man grow angry for all his great mind, that gall of anger that swarms like smoke inside of a man's heart and becomes a thing sweeter to him by far than the dripping of honey.
Homer
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Be both a speaker of words and a doer of deeds.
Homer -
How vain, without the merit, is the name.
Homer -
Nothing shall I, while sane, compare with a friend.
Homer -
Who love too much, hate in the like extreme.
Homer -
A man who has been through bitter experiences and travelled far enjoys even his sufferings after a time.
Homer -
It is equally bad when one speeds on the guest unwilling to go, and when he holds back one who is hastening. Rather one should befriend the guest who is there, but speed him when he wishes.
Homer
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Trying is the first step toward failure.
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Strife and Confusion joined the fight, along with cruel Death, who seized one wounded man while still alive and then another man without a wound, while pulling the feet of one more corpse out from the fight. The clothes Death wore around her shoulders were dyed red with human blood.
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Will cast the spear and leave the rest to Jove.
Homer -
No one can hurry me down to Hades before my time, but if a man's hour is come, be he brave or be he coward, there is no escape for him when he has once been born.
Homer