Quotes from Homeros

Generations of men are like the leaves. In winter, winds blow them down to earth, but then, when spring season comes again, the budding wood grows more. And so with men: one generation grows, another dies away.

Ne rüzgar eserdi orada ne yaÄŸmur yaÄŸard?, kar bile düÅŸmezdi, yaz günlerinin bulutsuz havas? ve bembeyaz parlakl??? hüküm sürerdi; mutlu tanr?lar iÅŸte orada tad?n? ç?kar?rd? günlerinin.

Ama kaç?? yok ecelden, zaman? geldiÄŸinde her insan, en sevgili kullar bile göçüp giderler bu dünyadan.

Elbette ki tanr?lar her insana ba???lamazlar iyi bir beden, ak?l ya da topluluk önünde konuÅŸma yeteneÄŸi Kiminin yüz güzelliÄŸi diÄŸerlerinden aÅŸa??d?r ama tanr? onun varl???n? tatl? dille taçland?rm??t?r

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On with you, horse-taming Trojans! Never give Greeks best in your will to fight! They are not made of stone or iron. Their flesh can't keep out penetrating spears when they are hit.