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.

Nobody gets into heaven without a glowstick.

A generation of men is like a generation of leaves; the wind scatters some leaves upon the ground, while others the burgeoning wood brings forth - and the season of spring comes on. So of men one generation springs forth and another ceases.

Wine can of their wits the wise beguile, Make the sage frolic, and the serious smile

Clanless, lawless, homeless is he who is in love with civil war, that brutal ferocious thing.

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

A councilor ought not to sleep the whole night through, a man to whom the populace is entrusted, and who has many responsibilities.