Die never for a god, Nikodemos who should know better - not your soldiers' god, nor any other.

I want to live like a man.

Valor was in Nikodemos, unquestionable, and commitment like trees to stand or night to fall.

You're not one to take lightly, to love of for an evening and leave of a dawn.

Live to fight on other days.

Then what difference does human striving make: mortal struggle, valor, pain? If you live, then live for the test of spirit, for the celebration of the heart. Live to fight on other days. Lose your beloveds one by one. And remember. Exalt the kiss of friend and horse and wind and sun, which venality cannot cheapen nor stupidity belittle.

Each soul has its appointed doom. How is it you dare to raise a mortal boy so high - high enough to flout the gods? Bring godhead where a man may reach out and take it? growls Enlil, and lightning splits a clear blue sky.