Thus have the gods spun the thread for wretched mortals: that they live in grief while they themselves are without cares; for two jars stand on the floor of Zeus of the gifts which he gives, one of evils and another of blessings.

The Simpsons are going to Delaware!

I didn't lie! I just created fiction with my mouth!

There is no greater glory that can befall a man that what he achieves with the speed of his feet or the strength of his hands.

The force of union conquers all.

All men have need of the gods.

We mortals hear only the news, and know nothing at all.