"The words of a wise man are like apples of gold in settings of silver."

"The blade itself incites to deeds of violence."

"There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover's whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad."

"Would that I were still young and strong as I was in those days, for then some one of you swineherds would give me a cloak both out of good will and for the respect due to a brave soldier; but now peo…"

"We men are wretched things."