Porkchops and bacon, my two favorite animals.
When are people going to learn? Democracy doesn't work.
And overpowered by memory Both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely For man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching Before Achilles' feet as Achilles wept himself, Now for his father, now for Patroclus once again And their sobbing rose and fell throughout the house.
How delicate her feet who shuns the ground, Stepping a-tiptoe on the heads of men.
Men grow tired of sleep, love, singing and dancing sooner than of war.
Light is the task where many share the toil.