How great are the dangers I face to win a good name in Athens.

Are you still to learn that the end and perfection of our victories is to avoid the vices and infirmities of those whom we subdue?

There are no more worlds to conquer!

Bury my body and don't build any monument. Keep my hands out so the people know the one who won the world had nothing in hand when he died.

We of Macedon for generations past have been trained in the hard school of danger and war

A tomb now suffices him for whom the whole world was not sufficient.

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?