One omen is best, to fight in defense of one's country.
A glorious death is his, who for his country falls.
I should rather labor as another's serf, in the home of a man without fortune, one whose livelihood was meager, than rule over all the departed dead.
To be loved, you have to be nice to people, everyday. But to be hated, you don't have to do squat!
Don't mess with the dead, boy, they have eerie powers.
Why so much grief for me? No man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate. And fate? No one alive has ever escaped it, neither brave man nor coward, I tell you - it’s born with us the day that we are born.