This fight coming is not a battle of weapons, but a battle of wills.
Men live, and then they die. It is the quality of the process of living which matters, that and that alone.
Nothing he knew of, enunciated life like death.
You must become like yourself.
In this new world, this day and forever, then, we are not only Thebans - we are all Stepsons. We are all one Sacred Band. If you will have us. And mine will fight by yours, henceforth, as brothers.
Everything that anyone respects is what men naturally excel at: fighting, accruing wealth, playing at power.