The difficulty is not so great to die for a friend, as to find a friend worth dying for.

Without a sign, his sword the brave man draws, and asks no omen, but his country's cause.

My life is more to me than all the wealth of Ilius

Restrain yourself... and gloat in silence. I'll have no jubilation here. It is an impious thing to exult over the slain.

Thou shalt not take moochers into thy hut?

Good things don't end in -eum; they end in -mania or -teria.

Reproach is infinite, and knows no end.