ΠΟΛΙΤΙΣΜΟΣ ΔΕΝ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΝΑ ΒΡΕΙΣ ΤΗΝ ΠΑΡΑΛΙΑ ΚΑΘΑΡΗ, ΠΟΛΙΤΙΣΜΟΣ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΝΑ ΤΗΝ ΑΦΗΣΕΙΣ ΚΑΘΑΡΗ.

The sea was sapphire coloured, and the sky Burned like a heated opal through the air; We hoisted sail; the wind was blowing fair For the blue lands that to the eastward lie. "Greece" by Oscar Wilde