Maxioms by Euripides
The best prophet is common sense, our native wit.
The best prophet is common sense, our native wit.
It's not beauty but fine qualities, my girl, that keep a husband.
It's not beauty but fine qualities, my girl, that keep a husband.
Forgive, son; men are men; they needs must err.
Forgive, son; men are men; they needs must err.
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.
