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.

There is a strength in the even of very sorry men

I'm a people person...who drinks.

Shame greatly hurts or greatly helps mankind.

Without a sign, his sword the brave man draws, and asks no omen, but his country's cause.

Sweet sleep fell upon his eyelids, unwakeful, most pleasant, the nearest like death.

I'm in a place where I don't know where I am!