Do you not think it a matter worthy of lamentation that when there is such a vast multitude of them [worlds], we have not yet conquered one?

I send you a kaffis of mustard seed, that you may taste and acknowledge the bitterness of my victory.

My logisticians are a humorless lot ... they know if my campaign fails, they are the first ones I will slay.

There are no more worlds to conquer!

On their side more men are standing, on ours more will fight!

Now you fear punishment and beg for your lives, so I will let you free, if not for any other reason so that you can see the difference between a Greek king and a barbarian tyrant, so do not expect to suffer any harm from me. A king does not kill messengers.

I do not steal victory.