Come then, put away your sword in its sheath, and let us two go up into my bed so that, lying together in the bed of love, we may then have faith and trust in each other.

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

It is equally bad when one speeds on the guest unwilling to go, and when he holds back one who is hastening. Rather one should befriend the guest who is there, but speed him when he wishes.

Pffft, English. Who needs that? I'm never going to England.

Over the wine-dark sea.

The long historian of my country's woes.

Young men's minds are always changeable, but when an old man is concerned in a matter, he looks both before and after.