Do thou restrain the haughty spirit in thy breast, for better far is gentle courtesy.
I detest that man who hides one thing in the depths of his heart, and speaks for another.
It is equally offensive to speed a guest who would like to stay and to detain one who is anxious to leave.
Such was the burial they gave to Hector, tamer of horses.
Sing, Muse, of the anger of Achilles, son of Peleus...
Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks another.
Men grow tired of sleep, love, singing and dancing, sooner than war.
The difficulty is not so great to die for a friend, as to find a friend worth dying for.