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The best thing in the world is a strong house held in serenity where man and wife agree.
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Miserable mortals who like leaves at one moment flame with life eating the produce of the land and at another moment weakly perish.
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Youth is quick in feeling but weak in judgement.
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Ah how shameless – the way these mortals blame the gods. From us alone they say come all their miseries yes but they themselves with their own reckless ways compound their pains beyond their proper share.
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Come, weave us a scheme so I can pay them back! Stand beside me, Athena, fire me with daring, fierce as the day we ripped Troy's glittering crown of towers down. Stand by me - furious now as then, my bright-eyed one - and I would fight three hundred men, great goddess, with you to brace me, comrade-in-arms in battle!
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She spoke and loosened from her bosom the embroidered girdle of many colors into which all her allurements were fashioned. In it was love and int desire which steals the mind even of the wise.
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Why have you come to me here, dear heart, with all these instructions? I promise you I will do everything just as you ask. But come closer. Let us give in to grief, however briefly, in each other's arms.
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When you're in my house you shall do as I do and believe who I believe in. So Bart butter your bacon.
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The rule Of the many is not well. One must be chief In war and one the king.
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This is the way I've always thought it should be. We've always blamed ourselves, but I guess we know what cylinder wasn't firing!
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The son of Saturn gave The nod with his dark brows. The ambrosial curls Upon the Sovereign One's immortal head Were shaken, and with them the mighty mount, Olympus trembled.
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If they think I'm going to stop at that stop sign, they're mistaken!
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For they imagined as they wished--that it was a wild shot,/ an unintended killing--fools, not to comprehend/ they were already in the grip of death./ But glaring under his brows Odysseus answered: 'You yellow dogs, you thought I'd never make it/ home from the land of Troy. You took my house to plunder,/ twisted my maids to serve your beds. You dared/ bid for my wife while I was still alive./ Contempt was all you had for the gods who rule wide heaven,/ contempt for what men say of you hereafter./ Your last hour has come. You die in blood.
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Which would you rather be, a conqueror in the Olympic games, or the crier that proclaims who are conquerors?
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And bear unmov'd the wrongs of base mankind, The last, and hardest, conquest of the mind.
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A councilor ought not to sleep the whole night through, a man to whom the populace is entrusted, and who has many responsibilities.
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The force of union conquers all.
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Look, I'm not asking you to like me, I'm not asking you to put yourself in a position where I can touch your goodies, I'm just asking you to be fair.
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Better to flee from death than feel its grip.
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And by the Sacred Parchment, I swear that if I reveal the secrets of The Stonecutters, may my stomach become bloated and my head be plucked of all but three hairs.