If you are very valiant, it is a god, I think, who gave you this gift.

Immortals are never alien to one another.

And would'st thou evil for his good repay?

Restrain yourself... and gloat in silence. I'll have no jubilation here. It is an impious thing to exult over the slain.

Even his griefs are a joy long after to one that remembers all that he wrought and endured.

Just once I'd like someone to call me 'Sir' without adding 'You're making a scene.'

Now son, you don’t want to drink beer. That’s for Daddies, and kids with fake IDs.