Book VI of Ovid's Metamorphoses

Seeing as I haven't been keeping up with my Ovidian sentences, I thought it might be prudent to play a little catch-up today.

Book VI

Arachne: There's something to be said for humility in a craft.

Niobe: How many myths does it take for one to understand that braggarts rarely get anything but pain?

Marsyas: You want a piece of me?

Pelops: Unlike a certain modern-day vampire, Pelops really can claim to have skin of ivory...

Tereus, Procne, Philomela: How can you now say that a nightingale's song is soothing?