💬 SenQuotes.com
 Quotes

Callimachus Quotes

Callimachus Quotes
1.
A great book is like great evil.
Callimachus

2.
Set a thief to catch a thief.
Callimachus

3.
Someone spoke of your death, Heraclitus. It brought me Tears, and I remembered how often together We ran the sun down with talk . . . somewhere You've long been dust, my Halicarnassian friend. But your Nightingales live on. Though the Death world Claws at everything, it will not touch them.
Callimachus

4.
O Charidas, what of the under world? Great darkness. And what of the resurrection? A lie. And Pluto? A fable; we perish utterly.
Callimachus

5.
I wept as I remembered how often you and I had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.
Callimachus

Similar Authors: Ralph Waldo Emerson William Shakespeare Donald Trump Mahatma Gandhi Barack Obama Rush Limbaugh Henry David Thoreau Friedrich Nietzsche Mark Twain Rajneesh Cassandra Clare C. S. Lewis Albert Einstein Oscar Wilde Thomas Jefferson
6.
Nothing unattested do I sing.
Callimachus

7.
Two goddesses now must Cyprus adore; The Muses are ten, and the Graces are four; Stella's wit is so charming, so sweet her fair face, She shines a new Venus, a Muse, and a Grace.
Callimachus

8.
Big book, a big bore.
Callimachus

Quote Topics by Callimachus: Men Book Lying Bigs Long Little Things Holy Son Art Tired Shining Laughter Darkness Thieves Roaming Great Book Lovers Evil Boredom Sorrow Friendship Dies Dust Littles Sleep Long Ago Sky Sweet Wine Talking
9.
I abhor, too, the roaming lover, nor do I drink from every well; I loathe all things in common
Callimachus

10.
A good man never dies.
Callimachus

11.
A big book is a big misfortune.
Callimachus

12.
You're walking by the tomb of Battiades, Who knew well how to write poetry, and enjoy Laughter at the right moment, over the wine.
Callimachus

13.
Here sleeps Saon, of Acanthus, son of Dicon, a holy sleep: say not that the good die.
Callimachus

14.
To little men, gods send little things.
Callimachus

15.
More lightly do his sorrows press upon a man, when to a friend or fellow traveller he tells his griefs.
Callimachus

16.
And now that thou art lying, my dear old Carian guest, A handful of grey ashes, long, long ago at rest, Still are thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales awake; For Death, he taketh all away, but them he cannot take.
Callimachus