“Think not to match yourself against the gods, for men that walk the earth cannot hold their own with the immortals.”

There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible – magic to make the sanest man go mad.

The charity that is a trifle to us can be precious to others.

Men are so quick to blame the gods.

The sort of words a man says is the sort he hears in return.

The blade itself incites to deeds of violence.

Always to be best, and distinguished above the rest.

Everything looks bad if you remember it.

A small rock holds back a great wave.

Many shining actions owe their success to chance, though the general or statesman receive the applause.

There is no greater fame for a man than that which he wins with his footwork or the skill of his hands.

Many shining actions owe their success to chance, though the general or statesman receive the applause.

There is no greater fame for a man than that which he wins with his footwork or the skill of his hands.

There will be killing till the score is paid.

Pray, for all men need the aid of the gods.

Death submits to no one.

Go on with a spirit that fears nothing.

A snowy, moonlit peak, with its single star, soaring up to the passionate blue; or against the flames of sunset, an old yew-tree standing dark guardian of some fiery secret.

I am against discrimination of any kind, but if I make snap judgments, no matter who it’s towards, aren’t I committing the same sin as someone who profiles?

The creative act arises out of the struggle of human beings with and against that which limits them.

I watch her blond head until it disappears around the bend, and I feel bare, like there’s nothing left to protect me against pain. Her absence stings worst of all.

The deepest sin against the human mind is to believe things without evidence.

We strive to form a single national front against the Judeo-Masonic lodges, against Moscow and the Marxist societies.

Blank cartridges should never be used against a mob, nor should a volley be fired over the heads of the mob even if there is little danger of hurting persons in the rear. Such things will be regarded as an admission of weakness, or an attempt to bluff, and may do more harm than good.

Debating against him is no fun, say something insulting and he looks at you like a whipped dog.