Are There No More Worlds That I

Sex And Sleep Alone Make Me Conscious That I Am Mortal.

Are There No More Worlds That I Might Conquer?

Toil And Risk Are The Price Of Glory, But It Is A Lovely Thing To Live With Courage And Die Leaving An Everlasting Fame.

As For A Limit To One’s Labors, I, For One, Do Not Recognize Any For A High-minded Man, Except That The Labors Themselves Should Lead To Noble Accomplishments.

Now You Fear Punishment And Beg For Your Lives, So I Will Let You Free, If Not For Any Other Reason So That You Can See The Difference Between A Greek King And A Barbarian Tyrant, So Do Not Expect To Suffer Any Harm From Me. A King Does Not Kill Messengers.