You will certainly not be able to take the lead in all things yourself, for to one man a god has given deeds of war, and to another the dance, to another lyre and song, and in another wide-sounding Zeus puts a good mind.

A boy without mischief is like a bowling ball without a liquid center.

You know, the one with all the well meaning rules that don't work out in real life, uh, Christianity.

By mutual confidence and mutual aid - great deeds are done, and great discoveries made

But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast, for gentle ways are best, and keep aloof from sharp contentions.

For they imagined as they wished--that it was a wild shot,/ an unintended killing--fools, not to comprehend/ they were already in the grip of death./ But glaring under his brows Odysseus answered: 'You yellow dogs, you thought I'd never make it/ home from the land of Troy. You took my house to plunder,/ twisted my maids to serve your beds. You dared/ bid for my wife while I was still alive./ Contempt was all you had for the gods who rule wide heaven,/ contempt for what men say of you hereafter./ Your last hour has come. You die in blood.

Boy, everyone is stupid except me.