I've gone back in time to when dinosaurs weren't just confined to zoos.
Zeus does not bring all men's plans to fulfillment.
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.
I can't even say the word 'titmouse' without giggling like a schoolgirl.
The force of union conquers all.
The man does better who runs from disaster than he who is caught by it.