Maxioms by Euripides
Sweet is the remembrance of troubles when you are in safety.
Sweet is the remembrance of troubles when you are in safety.
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.
I would prefer as friend a good man ignorant than one more clever who is evil too.
I would prefer as friend a good man ignorant than one more clever who is evil too.
Nothing has more strength than dire necessity.
Nothing has more strength than dire necessity.
