Quotes by : Homer

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell Is he who hiding one thing in his heart Utters another.

What I say will be a bit of boasting. The mad wine tells me to do it. Wine sets even a thoughtful man....

...an irresistible sleep fell deeply on his eyes, the sweetest, soundest oblivion, still as the sleep....

But they could neither of them persuade me, for there is nothing dearer to a man than his own country....

Yea, and if some god shall wreck me in the wine-dark deep,even so I will endure…For already have I....

The tongue of man is a twisty thing.

For a friend with an understanding heart is worth no less than a brother

And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief, his sons are orphans and he, soaking the soil red with....

A decent boldness ever meets with friends.

…and they limp and halt, they’re all wrinkled, drawn, they squint to the side, can’t look you in....