Very like leaves upon this earth are the generations of men -- old leaves, cast on the ground by wind, young leaves the greening forest bears when spring comes in. So mortals pass; one generation flowers even as another dies away.
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"Necessity demands our daily bread; Hunger is insolent, and will be fed."
"And overpowered by memory both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely for man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching before Achilles' feet as Achilles wept himself, now for his father, now for Patro…"
"And it is not a good thing to be a guest in a strange land, for a man may be a burden to his host."
"Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans."
"Better to die on your feet than live on your knees."
"We are all puppets of fate."
"There is no way to escape death."
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