The Rest Were Vulgar Deaths Unknown To

For Rarely Are Sons Similar To Their Fathers: Most Are Worse, And A Few Are Better Than Their Fathers.

Some Things You Will Think Of Yourself,...some Things God Will Put Into Your Mind

See How God Ever Like With Like Doth Pair, And Still The Worthless Doth The Worthless Lead!

Come, Friend, You Too Must Die. Why Moan About It So? Even Patroclus Died, A Far, Far Better Man Than You. And Look, You See How Handsome And Powerful I Am? The Son Of A Great Man, The Mother Who Gave Me Life-- A Deathless Goddess. But Even For Me, I Tell You, Death And The Strong Force Of Fate Are Waiting. There Will Come A Dawn Or Sunset Or High Noon When A Man Will Take My Life In Battle Too-- Flinging A Spear Perhaps Or Whipping A Deadly Arrow Off His Bow.

Whoever Obeys The Gods, To Him They Particularly Listen.