Pray, for all men need the aid of the gods.
I'm in a place where I don't know where I am!
I didn't lie! I just created fiction with my mouth!
Proud is the spirit of Zeus-fostered kings - their honor comes from Zeus, and Zeus, god of council, loves them.
Nothing in the world is so incontinent as a man's accursed appetite.
Why so much grief for me? No man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate. And fate? No one alive has ever escaped it, neither brave man nor coward, I tell you - it’s born with us the day that we are born.