I feel personally betrayed by the D’Aulaires.
Even the journey of a thousand miles begins with cleaning your room.
Daedalus flew all the way from Crete back to Greece with his neighbor’s elbow in his ribs and his knees crushed by the back of the seat ahead of him.
One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish… guys, maybe someone should tell Poseidon he left the door open.
Hey, listen, man, those cat pictures won’t look at themselves.