Maxioms by Euripides
But woe to him, who left to moan,
Reviews the hours of brightness gone.
But woe to him, who left to moan,
Reviews the hours of brightness gone.
Vengeance comes not slowly either upon you or any other wicked
man, but steals silently and imperceptibly, placing its read more
Vengeance comes not slowly either upon you or any other wicked
man, but steals silently and imperceptibly, placing its foot on
the bad.
Every man is like the company he is wont to keep.
Every man is like the company he is wont to keep.
The man who melts
With social sympathy, though not allied,
Is more worth than a thousand kinsmen.
The man who melts
With social sympathy, though not allied,
Is more worth than a thousand kinsmen.
