Maxioms by Euripides
The language of truth is simple.
The language of truth is simple.
O lady, nobility is thine, and thy form is the reflection of thy
nature!
O lady, nobility is thine, and thy form is the reflection of thy
nature!
Whoso neglects learning in his youth, loses the past and is dead for the future.
Whoso neglects learning in his youth, loses the past and is dead for the future.
But woe to him, who left to moan,
Reviews the hours of brightness gone.
But woe to him, who left to moan,
Reviews the hours of brightness gone.
The fountains of sacred rivers flow upwards (i.e., everything is
turned topsy turvy.)
The fountains of sacred rivers flow upwards (i.e., everything is
turned topsy turvy.)
