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"For Ares, lord of strife, Who doth the swaying scales of battle hold, War's money-changer, giving dust for gold, Sends back, to hearts that held them dear, Scant ash of warriors, wept with many a tear, Light to the hand, but heavy to the soul; Yea, fills the light urn full With what survived the flame- Death's dusty measure of a hero's frame!"
"If a man suffers ill, let it be without shame; for this is the only profit when we are dead. You will never say a good word about deeds that are evil and disgraceful."
"Zeus, first cause, prime mover; for what thing without Zeus is done among mortals?"
"Neither a life of anarchy nor one beneath a despot should you praise; to all that lies in the middle a god has given excellence."
"If you pour oil and vinegar into the same vessel, you would call them not friends but opponents."
"In every tyrant's heart there springs in the end this poison, that he cannot trust a friend."
"Only when a man's life comes to its end in prosperity dare we pronounce him happy."
"It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered."