The Natural Thing, My Lord, Men And

For When Two Join In The Same Adventure, One Perceives Before The Other How They Ought To Act; While One Alone, However Prompt, Resolves More Tardily And With A Weaker Will.

Look Now How Mortals Are Blaming The Gods, For They Say That Evils Come From Us, But In Fact They Themselves Have Woes Beyond Their Share Because Of Their Own Follies.

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.

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

Have Patience, Heart.