Ten thousand men possess ten thousand hopes. A few bear fruit in happiness; the others go awry. But he who garners day by day the good life, he is happiest.

Few of the great works of ancient Greek literature are easy reading.

You are young and young your rule and you think that the tower in which you live is free from sorrow: from it have I not seen two tyrants thrown? The third, who now is king, I shall yet live to see him fall, of all three most suddenly, most dishonored.

Greek was very much a live language, and a language still unconscious of grammar, not, like ours, dominated by definitions and trained upon dictionaries.

The higher Greek poetry did not make up fictitious plots; its business was to express the heroic saga, the myths.

You don't know what your life is, nor what you're doing, nor who you are.