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There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad.
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Just once I'd like someone to call me 'Sir' without adding 'You're making a scene.'
Homer
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It is entirely seemly for a young man killed in battle to lie mangled by the bronze spear. In his death all things appear fair.
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The natural thing, my lord, men and women joined.
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From his tongue flowed speech sweeter than honey.
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And what he greatly thought, he nobly dared.
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He knew how to say many false things that were like true sayings.
Homer -
Down from his brow she ran his curls like thick hyacinth clusters full of blooms.
Homer
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Take thou thy arms and come with me, For we must quit ourselves like men, and strive To air our cause, although we be but two. Great is the strength of feeble arms combined, And we can combat even with the brave.
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Generations of men are like the leaves. In winter, winds blow them down to earth, but then, when spring season comes again, the budding wood grows more. And so with men: one generation grows, another dies away.
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How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!
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Whoever obeys the gods, to him they particularly listen.
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You, why are you so afraid of war and slaughter? Even if all the rest of us drop and die around you, grappling for the ships, you’d run no risk of death: you lack the heart to last it out in combat—coward!
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Friend, many and many a dream is mere confusion a cobweb of no consequence at all. Two gates for ghostly dreams there are: One gateway of honest horn, and one of ivory. Issuing by the ivory gate are dreams of glimmering illusion, fantasies, but those that come through solid polished horn may be borne out, if mortals only know them.
Homer
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Singing is the lowest form of communication.
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Bear patiently, my heart, for you have suffered heavier things.
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Young men's minds are always changeable, but when an old man is concerned in a matter, he looks both before and after.
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Suffering is but another name for the teaching of experience, which is the parent of instruction and the schoolmaster of life.
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Among all men on the earth bards have a share of honor and reverence, because the muse has taught them songs and loves the race of bards.
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It is not right to exult over slain men.
Homer
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Urge him with truth to frame his fair replies And sure he will for Wisdom never lies.
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Beware the toils of war ... the mesh of the huge dragnet sweeping up the world.
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Sweet sleep fell upon his eyelids, unwakeful, most pleasant, the nearest like death.
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A small rock holds back a great wave.
Homer