Ruin, eldest daughter of Zeus, she blinds us all, that fatal madness—she with those delicate feet of hers, never touching the earth, gliding over the heads of men to trap us all. She entangles one man, now another.

My wife's not some doobie to be passed around! I took a vow on our wedding day to bogart her for life.

I'm satisfied. It's straight,...but it's just so hot, and I'm just so fraustrated.

I say no wealth is worth my life.

He lives not long who battles with the immortals, nor do his children prattle about his knees when he has come back from battle and the dread fray.

Too many kings can ruin an army

I'm like that guy who single-handedly built the rocket and flew to the moon. What was his name? Apollo Creed?