Beowulf

chapters of the Satyricon, no more.
Beowulf could, so

Sometimes I think of stories as animals. Some common, some rare, some endangered. There are stories that are old, like sharks, and stories as new on this earth as people or cats.
Cinderella, for example, is a story which, in its variants, has spread across the world as successfully as rats or crows. You’ll find it

how easily men die? You see how none may stand against me, Father?