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„Človek, ktorý prešiel trpkými skúsenosťami a precestoval veľké vzdialenosti, si po čase užíva aj svoje utrpenie.“

„Napriek tomu túžim - celé dni túžim - cestovať domov a vidieť úsvit môjho návratu.“

„Nieje lepšieho daru, keď žije muž a žena ako jedno telo a duša v rodinnom kruhu.“

„Každý, kto má dobré srdce v tele, ctí si svoju ženu a nežne ju chráni.“

„Šťastie je to jediné, čo môžeme dávať bez toho, aby sme ho mali.“

„Veľa hovoriť a veľa povedať nie je to isté.“

„Hlas ľudu – hlas Boží.“

„Muž sa má vyznať v hrách. Pravý muž nepozná predsa väčšej slávy než z víťazstva vlastných rúk a nôh.“

„Keď sa to už stalo, i blázon zmúdrie.“

„Sebadôvera je základom sebaúcty.“

„Základom charakteru je sila vôle.“

„Ak sa zahľadíš do vlniacich sa vôd mora jasným, neskaleným zrakom, tak uzrieš v každej vlne odraz najvyššej pravdy a krásy.“

„Bohatstvo sa nedostáva vždy k najlepším.“

„Kto sa odváži myslieť si jednu vec a povedať inú,
Moje srdce ho znenávidí ako brány do pekla.“

„Priateľ s chápavým srdcom nie je o nič menejcenný ako brat.“

„Nie je na svete nič slabšieho než muž.“

„Múdro sa rozhodnúť, trpezlivo vykonávať.“

„Nie je nič vzešenejsšie a nádhernejšie, ako dvaja manželia, ktorí sú vnútorne jednotní.“

„Smelému šťastie praje.“

„Videl mestá, mnohých ľudí a poznal ich mravy.“

„Všetkého sa človek nasýti, aj samého spánku a lásky.“

„Žena chce vždy obohatiť toho, s kým práve žije.“

„Čítaj správne prítomnosť a kráčaj s budúcnosťou.“

„Človek sa nasýti všetkého, i lásky.“

„Kde je viac ľudí, tam je úspech.“

„Nešťastím predčasne vädnú smrteľníci.“

„Niet väčšej slávy pre človeka, než skrze cvičené ruky a nohy.“

“Who on earth could blame them? Ah, no wonder
the men of Troy and Argives under arms have suffered
years of agony all for her, for such a woman.
Beauty, terrible beauty!
A deathless goddess—so she strikes our eyes!”

“Just take in peace what gifts the gods will send.”

“Three times I rushed toward her, desperate to hold her,
three times she fluttered through my fingers, sifting away
like a shadow, dissolving like a dream.”

“And gods in guise of strangers from afar in every form do roam our cities, marking the sin and righteousness of men.”

“So now I meet my doom. Well let me die—
but not without struggle, not without glory, no,
in some great clash of arms that even men to come
will hear of down the years!”

“Always it is, that the hearts in the younger men are frivolous,
but when an elder man is among them, he looks behind him
and in front, so that all comes out far better for both sides.”

“Rosy-fingered Dawn.”

“If only strife could die from the lives of gods and men”

“Nobody, friends’—Polyphemus bellowed back from his cave—
‘Nobody's killing me now by fraud and not by force!”

“Rage—Goddess, sing the rage of Peleus' son Achilles”

“Yet do not bring up against me the sweet favours of golden Aphrodite.
Never to be cast away are the gifts of the gods, magnificent,
which they give of their own will, no man could have them for wanting them.”

“Oh, wonder! Even in the house of Hades there is left something,
a soul and an image, but there is no real heart of life in it.”

“No shame in running,
fleeing disaster, even in pitch darkness.
Better to flee from death than feel its grip.”

“Alike he thwarts the hospitable end,
Who drives the free, or stays the hasty friend:
True friendship's laws are by this rule expressed,
Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.”

“There is a time for many words and there is a time also for sleep.”

“There is nothing more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.”

“Even a fool learns something once it hits him.”

“Let me not then die ingloriously and without a struggle, but let me first do some great thing that shall be told among men hereafter.”

“How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!”

“The difficulty is not so great to die for a friend as to find a friend worth dying for.”

“Sleep, delicious and profound, the very counterfeit of death”

“Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans.”

“Ah how shameless – the way these mortals blame the gods. From us alone they say come all their miseries yes but they themselves with their own reckless ways compound their pains beyond their proper share.”

“[I]t is the wine that leads me on,
the wild wine
that sets the wisest man to sing
at the top of his lungs,
laugh like a fool – it drives the
man to dancing… it even
tempts him to blurt out stories
better never told.”

“Each man delights in the work that suits him best.”

“My name is Nobody.”

“some things you will think of yourself,… some things God will put into your mind”

“The journey is the thing.”

“There will be killing till the score is paid.”