“Let me not then die ingloriously and without a struggle, but let me first do some great thing that shall be told among men hereafter.”

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.

Who love too much, hate in the like extreme.

Whoever obeys the gods, to him they particularly listen.

For a friend with an understanding heart is worth no less than a brother.

Few sons are like their fathers, most are worse, few better.

Have patience, heart.

Most grievous of all deaths it is to die of hunger.

It is not strength, but art, obtains the prize, And to be swift is less than to be wise.

Goddess of song, teach me the story of a hero.

Be still my heart; thou hast known worse than this.

I guess some people never change. Or, they quickly change and then quickly change back.

No man or woman born, coward or brave, can shun his destiny.