I should rather labor as another's serf, in the home of a man without fortune, one whose livelihood was meager, than rule over all the departed dead.
Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans.
Even were sleep is concerned, too much is a bad thing.
It is not possible to fight beyond your strength, even if you strive.
Reproach is infinite, and knows no end.
Canada? Why would I want to leave America just to visit America, Jr.?