Let ancient times delight other folk, I rejoice that I was not born till now.

Add little to little and there will be a big pile.

Ere land and sea and the all-covering sky Were made, in the whole world the countenance Of nature was the same, all one, well named Chaos, a raw and undivided mass, Naught but a lifeless bulk, with warring seeds Of ill-joined elements compressed together.

The more they drink the more they thirst.

Thus I am not able to exist either with you or without you; and I seem not to know my own wishes.

When all the other animals, downcast looked upon the earth, he [Prometheus] gave a face raised on high to man, and commanded him to see the sky and raise his high eyes to the stars.

Tis best to be silent in a bad cause.