A man's most valuable trait is a judicious sense of what not to believe.
To die with glory, if one has to die at all, is still, I think, pain for the dier.
Fate finds for every man; his share of misery.
tell me how does it feel with my teeth in your heart!
Of all things upon earth that bleed and grow, a herb most bruised is woman.
Do we, holding that the gods exist, deceive ourselves with insubstantial dreams and lies, while random careless chance and change alone control the world?