Wine can of their wits the wise beguile, Make the sage frolic, and the serious smile
No one can hurry me down to Hades before my time, but if a man's hour is come, be he brave or be he coward, there is no escape for him when he has once been born.
Now son, you don’t want to drink beer. That’s for Daddies, and kids with fake IDs.
Will cast the spear and leave the rest to Jove.
Be both a speaker of words and a doer of deeds.
Immortals are never alien to one another.