And here I am using my own lungs like a sucker.

You ought not to practice childish ways, since you are no longer that age.

Noble and manly music invigorates the spirit, strengthens the wavering man, and incites him to great and worthy deeds.

It is equally bad when one speeds on the guest unwilling to go, and when he holds back one who is hastening. Rather one should befriend the guest who is there, but speed him when he wishes.

Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans.

Beyond his strength no man can fight, although he be eager.

Let him submit to me! Only the god of death is so relentless, Death submits to no one—so mortals hate him most of all the gods. Let him bow down to me! I am the greater king, I am the elder-born, I claim—the greater man.