The minds of the everlasting gods are not changed suddenly.

Know from the bounteous heaven all riches flow.

And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief, his sons are orphans and he, soaking the soil red with his own blood, he rots away himself-more birds than women flocking round his body!

Suffering is but another name for the teaching of experience, which is the parent of instruction and the schoolmaster of life.

By their own follies they perished, the fools.

His descent was like nightfall.

The gods give to mortals not everything at the same time.