...he'll never lie - the man is far too wise.

“Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes in weariness?”

“But you, Achilles,/ There is not a man in the world more blest than you--/ Ther…”

“…There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, i…”

“…and they limp and halt, they’re all wrinkled, drawn, they squint to the side, …”