Alles wird man ja satt, des schlafes sogar, und der liebe,Auch des süßen gesangs, und bewunderten reigentanzes:Welche doch mehr anreizen die sehnsuchtsvolle begierde,Als der krieg; doch die Troer sind niemals satt des gefechts! (Ilias; 13. Gesang V. 636-640)

-Homer

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