When a man cannot fight he should curse. The gods like to feel needed.
The gods have a curse for him who willingly tells another the wrong road.
The curse weighing on marriage is that individuals too often join together in their weakness and not in their strength, that each one asks of the other rather than finding pleasure in giving.
The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance.
Dear God, let me be damned a little longer, a little while.
