Maxioms by Aristophanes
These impossible women! How they do get around us! The poet was right: Can't live with them, or without them.
These impossible women! How they do get around us! The poet was right: Can't live with them, or without them.
Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, advanced a stage or two upon that road which you must read more
Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, advanced a stage or two upon that road which you must travel in the steps they trod.
Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.
Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.
Ye children of man! whose life is a span
Protracted with sorrow from day to day,
Naked read more
Ye children of man! whose life is a span
Protracted with sorrow from day to day,
Naked and featherless, feeble and querulous,
Sickly, calamitous creatures of clay.
Why, I'd like nothing better than to achieve some bold adventure, worthy of our trip.
Why, I'd like nothing better than to achieve some bold adventure, worthy of our trip.
