Happy [is] the man who has learned the cause of things and has put under his feet all fear, inexorable fate, and the noisy strife of the hell of greed.
Perhaps the day may come when we shall remember these sufferings with joy.
There should be no strife with the vanquished or the dead.
In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?
Age steals away all things, even the mind.
It never troubles the wolf how many the sheep may be.