Hero, ” said Machaon to his sister who was still muttering to her gods. “Please stop. Surely the gods would have heard you by now … let’s try not to annoy them.

Hero, ” he said softly, in a manner that was much like his father’s. “Vengeance and glory are the ways of the Greeks and the Trojans. We are of the Herdsmen.

It is not easy to soothe the immortal gods from their vengeance.

The sadness of death lies in the fact that it cannot be reversed. Cherish the world of the living whilst you have it, for you cannot visit there again.

This is what I want so don't be sad.

You boys going to get somewhere, or just going?" We didn't understand his question, and it was a damned good question.

Although born in a prosperous realm, we did not believe that its boundaries should limit our knowledge, and that the lore of the East should alone enlighten us.

I was a different kind of kid, oversensitive and all that.

Eat, drink and remarry is my motto.

I'm a dad now and whatever I'm doing in life I usually put a lot of effort into it - usually too much effort, so it kind of comes off ridiculous at times.

I played so bad, I got a get-well card from the IRS.

Anybody singing the blues is in a deep pit yelling for help.

You never get to pick how you get pinned and how people perceive you.

The discontinuous 'reduction of the wave packets' which cannot be derived from Schroedinger's equation is ... a consequence of the transition from the possible to the actual.