Maxioms by Aristophanes
Under every stone lurks a politician.
Under every stone lurks a politician.
By words the mind is winged.
By words the mind is winged.
Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before,
Advanced a stage or two upon that road
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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.
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.
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.
