Author of quotes: Homer



Hera, not all of you caress my decisions to know; they will be painful to you, although you are my wife!
№ 448678   Added Viker 09-01-2023 / 10:45
Help file like crowds of them from hector 40.
№ 448677   Added Viker 09-01-2023 / 10:45
Forty under their militias and black ships were brought.
№ 448676   Added Viker 09-01-2023 / 10:45
The gods gave him the digger and the farmer wisdom
Yes and the other no.
№ 354445   Added MegaMozg 29-12-2018 / 14:38
Between all sorts of creatures that breathe and walk,
Here, in our land, a man most miserable.
№ 288907   Added MegaMozg 04-06-2017 / 15:25
Who is fighting a noble soul, no doubt, have
Bravely stand, or strike him he strikes!
№ 270592   Added MegaMozg 19-01-2017 / 13:45
Reward yourself well for the losses of the rich Collection from the people.
Quote Explanation: song 13. Translation Of Zhukovsky
№ 267297   Added MegaMozg 19-01-2017 / 11:39
There is nothing worse than to wander in foreign lands.
№ 258171   Added MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 17:06
It is unfair to exult over dead bodies.
№ 236746   Added MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 11:10
There is nothing more harmful to women.
№ 230578   Added MegaMozg 16-01-2017 / 17:39
It is possible that you want to produce, and cows, and sheep postoronnih, you can buy a Golden tripod, the Golden-mane horses - life back to impossible.
№ 203317   Added MegaMozg 14-01-2017 / 09:43
In youth and beauty wisdom manifests itself very rarely.
№ 193761   Added MegaMozg 13-01-2017 / 16:48
Do not impose on services against their will.
№ 130728   Added MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 21:51
Hundreds of warriors there is a skilful physician.
№ 129932   Added MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 20:45
What can I broadcast on the buyouts, what do you say, insane?
So, until Patroclus was enjoying the sunshine,
Pardon the sons of Troy sometimes I was nice.
Many of you polonium, and many redemption I made.
Now you no mercy to anyone who just demon
In my hands will lead under the walls of Troy Promoveu!
All you Trojans, death, and especially the children of Priam!
So, my dear, die! And what are you crying so much?
Patroclus died, much you foremost mortal!
See how I can be myself, and handsome, and majestic appearance;
The son of a famous father, the mother have the goddess;
But I'm in the land of the mighty destiny can not be avoided;
Death will come to me in the morning, in the evening or at noon,
Quickly, and only enemy, and my battles on soul rend.
Or hitting a spear or winged bow
№ 117287   Added MegaMozg 07-01-2017 / 20:33