The journey is its own reward.
HOMERHave patience, heart.
More Homer Quotes
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The journey is its own reward.
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For too much rest becomes a pain.
HOMERFor too much rest becomes a pain.
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Think not to match yourself against the gods, for men that walk the earth cannot hold their own with the immortals.
HOMERThink not to match yourself against the gods, for men that walk the earth cannot hold their own with the immortals.
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The melancholy joys of evils pass’d, For he who much has suffer’d, much will know.
HOMERThe melancholy joys of evils pass’d, For he who much has suffer’d, much will know.
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The stars never lie, but the astrologers lie about the stars.
HOMERThe stars never lie, but the astrologers lie about the stars.
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Choose well.
HOMERChoose well.
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There is nothing worse for mortals than a wandering life.
HOMERThere is nothing worse for mortals than a wandering life.
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Light is the task where many share the toil.
HOMERLight is the task where many share the toil.
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The difficulty is not so great to die for a friend as to find a friend worth dying for.
HOMERThe difficulty is not so great to die for a friend as to find a friend worth dying for.
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Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
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I promise you I will do everything just as you ask. But come closer. Let us give in to grief, however briefly, in each other’s arms.
HOMERI promise you I will do everything just as you ask. But come closer. Let us give in to grief, however briefly, in each other’s arms.
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The force of union conquers all.
HOMERThe force of union conquers all.
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There is no greater fame for a man than that which he wins with his footwork or the skill of his hands.
HOMERThere is no greater fame for a man than that which he wins with his footwork or the skill of his hands.
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A guest never forgets the host who has treated him kindly.
HOMERA guest never forgets the host who has treated him kindly.
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Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.
HOMERHateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.
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The proud heart feels not terror nor turns to run and it is his own courage that kills him.
HOMERThe proud heart feels not terror nor turns to run and it is his own courage that kills him.
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