But listen to me first and swear an oath to use all your eloquence and strength to look after me and protect me.

I guess some people never change... Or, they quickly change and then quickly change back.

You, why are you so afraid of war and slaughter? Even if all the rest of us drop and die around you, grappling for the ships, you’d run no risk of death: you lack the heart to last it out in combat—coward!

The generation of mankind is like the generation of leaves. The wind scatters the leaves on the ground, but the living tree burgeons with leaves again in the spring.

All deaths are hateful to miserable mortals, but the most pitiable death of all is to starve.

I'm a white male, age 18 to 49. Everyone listens to me, no matter how dumb my suggestions are.

I war not with the dead.