The gods, my dear simple fellow, are a mere expression coined by vulgar superstition. We frown upon such coinage here.
The clouds: Translated by William Arrowsmith, with sketches by Thomas McClure (ed. 1962)
The gods, my dear simple fellow, are a mere expression coined by vulgar superstition. We frown upon such coinage here.
The clouds: Translated by William Arrowsmith, with sketches by Thomas McClure (ed. 1962)