A small rock holds back a great wave.
When are people going to learn? Democracy doesn't work.
All the survivors of the war had reached their homes and so put the perils of battle and the sea behind them.
I wish that strife would vanish away from among gods and mortals, and gall, which makes a man grow angry for all his great mind, that gall of anger that swarms like smoke inside of a man's heart and becomes a thing sweeter to him by far than the dripping of honey.
And what he greatly thought, he nobly dared.
The rest were vulgar deaths unknown to fame.