But courage without conduct is the virtue of a robber, or a tyrant.

By her shining and her power he knew her.

To hate excellence is to hate the gods.

Alexander, of whom men tell many legends, lived by his own. Achilles must have Patroklos. He might love his Briseis; but Patroklos was the friend till death. At their tombs in Troy, Alexander and Hephaistion had sacrificed together. Wound Patroklos, and Achilles will have your blood.

One must live as if it would be forever, and as if one might die each moment. Always both at once.

An audience of twenty thousand, sitting on its hands, could not have produced such an echoing silence.

A man is at his youngest when he thinks he is a man, not yet realizing that his actions must show it.