I was working on a flat tax proposal and accidentally proved there was no God.
Wide-sounding Zeus takes away half a man's worth on the day when slavery comes upon him.
You never know when an old calendar might come in handy! Sure, it's not 1985 right now, but who knows what tomorrow will bring?
We got a little rule back home: If it's brown, drink it down. If it's black, send it back.
The tongue of man is a twisty thing, there are plenty of words there of every kind.
Beauty! Terrible Beauty! A deathless Goddess-- so she strikes our eyes!