There is as much confusion in the world of the gods as in ours.
Do not grieve so much for a husband lost that it wastes away your life.
Let no one think of me that I am humble or weak or passive; let them understand I am of a different kind: dangerous to my enemies, loyal to my friends. To such a life glory belongs.
Arm yourself, my heart: the thing that you must do is fearful, yet inevitable.
Death is what men want when the anguish of living is more than they can bear.
To an old father, nothing is more sweet than a daughter. Boys are more spirited, but their ways are not so tender.