Now son, you don’t want to drink beer. That’s for Daddies, and kids with fake IDs.

Few sons are like their fathers - many are worse, few better.

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

Earth sounds my wisdom, and high heaven my fame.

Tell me, O Muse, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy.

Thou knowst the oer-eager vehemence of youth,How quick in temper, and in judgement weak.

When are people going to learn? Democracy doesn't work.