There's only few people who have strength to honor someone's achievement without envy.

What exists outside is a man's concern; let no woman give advice; and do no mischief within doors.

And though all streams flow from a single course to cleanse the blood from polluted hand, they hasten on their course in vain.

So in the Libyan fable it is told That once an eagle, stricken with a dart, Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft: With our own feathers, not by others' hands, Are we now smitten.

For Hades is mighty in calling men to account below the earth, and with a mind that records in tablets he surveys all things.

But when once the earth has sucked up a dead man's blood, there is no way to raise him up.

Tame the savageness of man and make gentle the life of this world.