Whoever obeys the gods, to him they particularly listen.
The glorious gifts of the gods are not to be cast aside.
I'll teach you to laugh at something that's funny!
But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast, for gentle ways are best, and keep aloof from sharp contentions.
I wish that strife would vanish away from among gods and mortals, and gall, which makes a man grow angry for all his great mind, that gall of anger that swarms like smoke inside of a man's heart and becomes a thing sweeter to him by far than the dripping of honey.
What greater glory attends a man than what he wins with his racing feet and his striving hands?