The Bitter Dregs Of Fortune's

My Life Is More To Me Than All The Wealth Of Ilius

The Gods, Likening Themselves To All Kinds Of Strangers, Go In Various Disguises From City To City, Observing The Wrongdoing And The Righteousness Of Men.

It [revenge] Is Sweeter Far Than Flowing Honey.

The Sex Is Ever To A Soldier Kind.

You Will Certainly Not Be Able To Take The Lead In All Things Yourself, For To One Man A God Has Given Deeds Of War, And To Another The Dance, To Another Lyre And Song, And In Another Wide-sounding Zeus Puts A Good Mind.