All strangers and beggars are from Zeus, and a gift, though small, is precious.
The stars never lie, but the astrologers lie about the stars.
Pine needle sorbet? Pine needle sorbet?! My kids do NOT eat sorbet. They eat sherbet, and they pronounce it sherbert, and they wish it was ice cream!
I didn't lie! I just created fiction with my mouth!
We cannot all hope to combine the pleasing qualities of good looks, brains, and eloquence.
...if fifty bands of men surrounded us/ and every sword sang for your blood,/ you could make off still with their cows and sheep.