Fear, O Achilles, the wrath of heaven; think on your own father and have compassion upon me, who am the more pitiable
There is a fullness of all things, even of sleep and love.
The strong must protect the sweet.
You never know when an old calendar might come in handy! Sure, it's not 1985 right now, but who knows what tomorrow will bring?
It [revenge] is sweeter far than flowing honey.
And when long years and seasons wheeling brought around that point of time ordained for him to make his passage homeward, trials and dangers, even so, attended him even in Ithaca, near those he loved.