The sun rose on the flawless brimming sea into a sky all brazen-all one brightening for gods immortal and for mortal men on plowlands kind with grain.

I've always wondered if there was a God. And now I know there is -- and it's me.

The best things beyond their measure cloy.

Fear, O Achilles, the wrath of heaven; think on your own father and have compassion upon me, who am the more pitiable

Many shining actions owe their success to chance, though the general or statesman receive the applause.

Each man delights in the work that suits him best.

Let me not then die ingloriously and without a struggle, but let me first do some great thing that shall be told among men hereafter.