"In all things rest is sweet; there is sur feit even in honey, even in Aphrodite s lovely flowers."
"There is a mortal breed most full of futility. In contempt of what is at hand, they strain into the future, hunting impossibilities on the wings of ineffectual hopes."
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Source: Pindar (1942). “Some Odes of Pindar: In New English Versions”
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