She spoke and loosened from her bosom the embroidered girdle of many colors into which all her allurements were fashioned. In it was love and int desire which steals the mind even of the wise.

Know from the bounteous heaven all riches flow.

Because they're stupid, that's why. That's why everybody does everything.

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

But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast, for gentle ways are best, and keep aloof from sharp contentions.

I'm like that guy who single-handedly built the rocket and flew to the moon. What was his name? Apollo Creed?

He lives not long who battles with the immortals, nor do his children prattle about his knees when he has come back from battle and the dread fray.