"Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes in weariness?"
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"Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes in weariness?"
"The man does better who runs from disaster than he who is caught by it."
"But you can't stop at one, you wanna drink another woman!"
"All things are in the hand of heaven, and Folly, eldest of Jove's daughters, shuts men's eyes to their destruction. She walks delicately, not on the solid earth, but hovers over the heads of men to make them stumble or to ensnare them."
"Oh, my tattered rags are caught on your coffee table."
"A man's life breath cannot come back again-- no raiders in force, no trading brings it back, once it slips through a man's clenched teeth."
"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."
"If you don't like your job, you don't strike! You just go in every day, and do it really half assed. That's the American way."
"Fear, O Achilles, the wrath of heaven; think on your own father and have compassion upon me, who am the more pitiable"
"And here I am using my own lungs like a sucker."
"The persuasion of a friend is a strong thing."
"Strife, only a slight thing when she first rears her head but her head soon hits the sky as she strides across the earth."
"Let him submit to me! Only the god of death is so relentless, Death submits to no one—so mortals hate him most of all the gods. Let him bow down to me! I am the greater king, I am the elder-born, I claim—the greater man."
"Nay if even in the house of Hades the dead forget their dead, yet will I even there be mindful of my dear comrade."
"Like a girl, a baby running after her mother, begging to be picked up, and she tugs on her skirts, holding her back as she tries to hurry off—all tears, fawning up at her, till she takes her in her arms… That’s how you look, Patroclus, streaming live tears."
"Pffft, English. Who needs that? I'm never going to England."
"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."
"The bitter dregs of Fortune's cup to drain."
"The chance of war Is equal, and the slayer oft is slain."
"My life is more to me than all the wealth of Ilius"