Like a girl, a baby running after her mother, begging to be picked up, and she tugs on her skirts, holding her back as she tries to hurry off—all tears, fawning up at her, till she takes her in her… — Homer Copy Share Image
He knew the things that were and the things that would be and the things that had been before. — Homer Copy Share Image
The Lord gives and the Lord takes away, as it pleases him, for he can do all things. — Homer Copy Share Image
“Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story of that man skilled in all ways of contending, the wanderer, harried for years… — Homer Copy Share Image
Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another. — Homer Copy Share Image
“And Zeus said: “Hera, you can choose some other time for paying your visit to Oceanus — for the present let us devote ourselves… — Homer Copy Share Image
Ruin, eldest daughter of Zeus, she blinds us all, that fatal madness—she with those delicate feet of hers, never touching the earth, gliding over… — Homer Copy Share Image
“Scepticism is as much the result of knowledge, as knowledge is of scepticism. To be content with what we at present know, is, for… — Homer Copy Share Image
“With that the dream departed, leaving him there, his heart racing with hopes that would not come to pass. He thought he would take… — Homer Copy Share Image
Tell me, O Muse, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy. — Homer Copy Share Image
