You will certainly not be able to take the lead in all things yourself, for to one man a god has given deeds of war, and to another the dance, to another lyre and song, and in another wide-sounding Zeus puts a good mind.
Clanless, lawless, homeless is he who is in love with civil war, that brutal ferocious thing.
I would rather be a serf in a poor man's house and be above ground than reign among the dead.
One who contends with immortals lives a very short life.
Why, you could wake up dead tomorrow
There is not any advantage to be won from grim lamentation.