Fate is the same for the man who holds back, the same if he fights hard. We are all held in a single honor, the brave with the weaklings. A man dies still if he has done nothing, as the one who has done much.

The stars never lie, but the astrologers lie about the stars.

Earth sounds my wisdom, and high heaven my fame.

To have a great man for an intimate friend seems pleasant to those who have never tried it; those who have, fear it.

Strife and Confusion joined the fight, along with cruel Death, who seized one wounded man while still alive and then another man without a wound, while pulling the feet of one more corpse out from the fight. The clothes Death wore around her shoulders were dyed red with human blood.

Zeus it seems has given us from youth to old age a nice ball of wool to wind-nothing but wars upon wars until we shall perish every one.

It is no bad thing to be a king-to see one's house enriched and one's authority enhanced.