Forge thy tongue on an anvil of truth and what flies up, though it be but a spark, will have light.

War is sweet for those who haven't experienced it.

War is sweet to those who never tried it.

The race of gods and men is one, and from one mother we both draw our breath. Yet all the difference in our power holds us apart, so that man is nothing, but the brazen floor of heaven is eternally unshakable.

Natural ability is by far the best, but many men have succeeded in winning high renown by skill that is the fruit of teaching.

Water is best, but gold shines like fire blazing in the night, supreme of lordly wealth.

There are many roads to happiness, if the gods assent.