Let no one pay me honor with tears, nor celebrate my funeral rites with weeping.
The victor is not victorious if the vanquished does not consider himself so
Here is he laid to whom for daring deed, nor friend nor foe could render worthy meed.
Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.
He who has two languages has two souls.
A true friend is tested in adversity.