Life and death are balanced as it were on the edge of a razor
I'm a people person...who drinks.
Let him submit to me! Only the god of death is so relentless, Death submits to no one—so mortals hate him most of all the gods. Let him bow down to me! I am the greater king, I am the elder-born, I claim—the greater man.
We cannot all hope to combine the pleasing qualities of good looks, brains, and eloquence.
Nothing in the world is so incontinent as a man's accursed appetite.
Think not to match yourself against the gods, for men that walk the earth cannot hold their own with the immortals.