Ah how shameless – the way these mortals blame the gods. From us alone they say come all their miseries yes but they themselves with their own reckless ways compound their pains beyond their proper share.
A small rock holds back a great wave.
Go on with a spirit that fears nothing.
Look at me! I'm a puffy pink cloud!
Singing is the lowest form of communication.
It is not possible to fight beyond your strength, even if you strive.