Tell me, O Muse, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy.

It is not good to have a rule of many.

Here, therefore, huge and mighty warrior though you be, here shall you die.

There is nothing nobler or more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.

It is not right to exult over slain men.

A generous heart repairs a slanderous tongue.

I'm like that guy who single-handedly built the rocket and flew to the moon. What was his name? Apollo Creed?