A woman like me! What am I like that's different from you or any man.
Danger gleams like sunshine to a brave man's eyes.
'Twas but my tongue, 'twas not my soul that swore.
Rashness in a leader causes failure; the sailor of a ship is calm, wise at the proper time. Yes, and forethought: this too is bravery.
What mortal claims, by searching to the utmost limit, to have found out the nature of God, or of his opposite, or of that which comes between, seeing as he doth this world of man tossed to and fro by waves of contradiction and strange vicissitudes?
Second thoughts are ever wiser.
Of mortals there is no one who is happy. If wealth flows in upon one, one may be perhaps Luckier than one's neighbor, but still not happy.
I will storm the Gods and shake the Universe.
They did attack our herds: you could have seen a woman pull a calf to pieces as it bellowed alive in her bare hands!
Let no one think me a weak one, feeble-spirited, A stay-at-home, but rather just the opposite, One who can hurt my enemies and help my friends; For the lives of such persons are most remembered.
Gone is the trust to be placed in oaths; I cannot understand if the gods you swore by then no longer rule, or men live by new standards of what is right.
Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.