Come, weave us a scheme so I can pay them back! Stand beside me, Athena, fire me with daring, fierce as the day we ripped Troy's glittering crown of towers down. Stand by me - furious now as then, my bright-eyed one - and I would fight three hundred men, great goddess, with you to brace me, comrade-in-arms in battle!

Come then, put away your sword in its sheath, and let us two go up into my bed so that, lying together in the bed of love, we may then have faith and trust in each other.

Light is the task where many share the toil.

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

It is not possible to fight beyond your strength, even if you strive.

Don't mess with the dead, boy, they have eerie powers.

The gods give to mortals not everything at the same time.