To have a great man for an intimate friend seems pleasant to those who have never tried it; those who have, fear it.
Boy, everyone is stupid except me.
I've always wondered if there was a God. And now I know there is -- and it's me.
Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
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.
The sun rose on the flawless brimming sea into a sky all brazen-all one brightening for gods immortal and for mortal men on plowlands kind with grain.