I pray for no more youth To perish before its prime; That Revenge and iron-heated War May fade with all that has gone before Into the night of time.

Whenever a man makes haste, God too hastens with him.

By suffering comes wisdom.

Number, the most excellent of all inventions.

Of all the gods only death does not desire gifts.

We shall perish by guile just as we slew.

This is a sickness rooted and inherent in the nature of a tyranny: that he that holds it does not trust his friends.