A young man is embarrassed to question an older one.
The gods give to mortals not everything at the same time.
Fate is the same for the man who holds back, the same if he fights hard. We are all held in a single honor, the brave with the weaklings. A man dies still if he has done nothing, as the one who has done much.
Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspired.
Reproach is infinite, and knows no end.
It is not unseemly for a man to die fighting in defense of his country.