But Truly, If I Were Not Alexander,

There Is Something Noble In Hearing Myself Ill Spoken Of, When I Am Doing Well.

Holy Shadows Of The Dead, I'm Not To Blame For Your Cruel And Bitter Fate, But The Accursed Rivalry Which Brought Sister Nations And Brother People, To Fight One Another. I Do Not Feel Happy For This Victory Of Mine. On The Contrary, I Would Be Glad, Brothers, If I Had All Of You Standing Here Next To Me, Since We Are United By The Same Language, The Same Blood And The Same Visions.

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

How Great Are The Dangers I Face To Win A Good Name In Athens.

I Am Not Afraid Of An Army Of Lions Led By A Sheep; I Am Afraid Of An Army Of Sheep Led By A Lion.