The ugliest man was he who came to Troy; with squinting eyes and one distorted foot.
The minds of the everlasting gods are not changed suddenly.
The leader, mingling with the vulgar host, Is in the common mass of matter lost.
What is this word that broke through the fence of your teeth, Atreides?
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent, and what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
Don't mess with the dead, boy, they have eerie powers.