It Is Wrong To Be Sorry Without

Never To Be Cast Away Are The Gifts Of The Gods, Magnificent, Which They Give Of Their Own Will, No Man Could Have Them For Wanting Them.

Each Man Delights In The Work That Suits Him Best.

Being Eaten By A Crocodile Is Just Like Going To Sleep...in A Giant Blender.

Look Now How Mortals Are Blaming The Gods, For They Say That Evils Come From Us, But In Fact They Themselves Have Woes Beyond Their Share Because Of Their Own Follies.

All Strangers And Beggars Are From Zeus, And A Gift, Though Small, Is Precious.