"And overpowered by memory both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely for man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching before Achilles' feet as Achilles wept himself, now for his father, now for Patro…"

"Words empty as the wind are best left unsaid."

"Of all that breathes and crawls across the earth, our mother earth breeds nothing feebler than a man. So long as the gods grant him power, spring in his knees, he thinks he will never suffer afflictio…"

"Very like leaves upon this earth are the generations of men -- old leaves, cast on the ground by wind, young leaves the greening forest bears when spring comes in. So mortals pass; one generation flow…"

"Few sons are like their father, most are worse, a very few are better than their father."