The glorious gifts of the gods are not to be cast aside.

For too much rest becomes a pain.

Not two strong men the enormous weight could raise,- Such men as live in these degenerate days.

Sleep, delicious and profound, the very counterfeit of death

Still, we will let all this be a thing of the past, though it hurts us, and beat down by constraint the anger that rises inside us. Now I am making an end of my anger. It does not become me, unrelentingly to rage on

You know those balls that they put on car antennas so you can find them in the parking lot? Those should be on every car!

It is equally offensive to speed a guest who would like to stay and to detain one who is anxious to leave.