Often have brief words laid men low and then raise them up.

In season, all is good.

What you can't enforce, do not command.

Death is not the worst evil, but rather when we wish to die and cannot.

Best of children, sisters arm-in-arm, we must bear what the gods give us to bear-- don't fire up your hearts with so much grief. No reason to blame the pass you've come to now.

War loves to seek its victims in the young.

Alas, how quickly the gratitude owed to the dead flows off, how quick to be proved a deceiver.