Tell me, O Muse, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy.
Modesty is of no use to a beggar.
All right, let's not panic. I'll make the money by selling one of my livers. I can get by with one.
Will cast the spear and leave the rest to Jove.
One who contends with immortals lives a very short life.
There is a fullness of all things, even of sleep and love.