Ill Fares The State Where Many Masters

Achilles Glared At Him And Answered, "fool, Prate Not To Me About Covenants. There Can Be No Covenants Between Men And Lions, Wolves And Lambs Can Never Be Of One Mind, But Hate Each Other Out And Out An Through. Therefore There Can Be No Understanding Between You And Me, Nor May There Be Any Covenants Between Us, Till One Or Other Shall Fall

Which Would You Rather Be, A Conqueror In The Olympic Games, Or The Crier That Proclaims Who Are Conquerors?

I Would Rather Be Tied To The Soil As A Serf... Than Be King Of All These Dead And Destroyed.

You Know, The One With All The Well Meaning Rules That Don't Work Out In Real Life, Uh, Christianity.

The Son Of Saturn Gave The Nod With His Dark Brows. The Ambrosial Curls Upon The Sovereign One's Immortal Head Were Shaken, And With Them The Mighty Mount, Olympus Trembled.