Honor every woman; for her launch a thousand ships.

Dig constantly, for libraries.

Cradles for babies, tombs for treasures.

To lose a city, build it in the clouds.

We all live at the foot of the volcano.

Go get more, Q1, Q4

The past is at bay, Linear B, Linear A.

Look for Lucy; find yourself.

All great armies come to rest in the mud.

Dig up every Rosetta Stone, by this-is-like-this the past is known.

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