"Sleep, that sweet state in which no man is wise."

"Sleep, delicious and profound, the very counterfeit of death."

"You, why are you so afraid of war and slaughter? Even if all the rest of us drop and die around you, grappling for the ships, you'd run no risk of death: you lack the heart to last it out in combat—co…"

"It is not for us to judge."

"The gods envy us. They envy us because we're mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never b…"