Let him submit to me! Only the god of death is so relentless, Death submits to no one—so mortals hate him most of all the gods. Let him bow down to me! I am the greater king, I am the elder-born, I claim—the greater man.
Do I know what rhetorical means?
It [revenge] is sweeter far than flowing honey.
Boy, those Germans have a word for everything!
Uncontrollable laughter arose among the blessed gods.
A man who has been through bitter experiences and travelled far enjoys even his sufferings after a time