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In youth and beauty, wisdom is but rare!

A sympathetic friend can be quite as dear as a brother.

A decent boldness ever meets with friends.

Nothing shall I, while sane, compare with a friend.

Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspired.

The charity that is a trifle to us can be precious to others.

For rarely are sons similar to their fathers: most are worse, and a few are better than their fathers.

True friends appear less moved than counterfeit.

There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.

And what he greatly thought, he nobly dared.

The difficulty is not so great to die for a friend, as to find a friend worth dying for.

Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow for other's good, and melt at other's woe.

There is nothing nobler or more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.

Words empty as the wind are best left unsaid.

Be still my heart; thou hast known worse than this.

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.

[I]t is the wine that leads me on, the wild wine that sets the wisest man to sing at the top of his lungs, laugh like a fool – it drives the man to dancing... it even tempts him to blurt out stories better never told.

down from his brow she ran his curls like thick hyacinth clusters full of blooms

some things you will think of yourself,...some things God will put into your mind

Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes in weariness?

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.