No more than I was to be born.

When a free man dies, he loses the pleasure of life. A slave loses his pain. Death is the only freedom a slave knows. That's why he's not afraid of it. That's why we'll win.

Whatever happens, it happens because we choose for it. We decide our fates.

We do not choose love. It claims each man as it will.

A man must accept his fate or be destroyed by it

And maybe there's no peace in this world, for us or for anyone else, I don't know. But I do know that, as long as we live, we must remain true to ourselves.

I believe in opportunity and the power of reason to seize upon it.

Death comes to us all. Press me again and you shall find yours.

Yet let us not pass from memory those left absent from our arms. Those who sacrificed their lives so that all may live free!

There is but one path. We must kill them all.

Gladiators seek to best all, it is how they survive

I am unpersuaded that relative poverty and hard work are greater adversities than relative affluence and free time.

If you let others influence you, they will also let you influence them. But if you're only trying to teach them something, and put your ideas into people's brains, you will never succeed.

You live longer once you realise that any time spent being unhappy is wasted.

You enter a book as if you are setting out on a journey and, if it is a good book, you will be a different person when you reach the end.

I want a house that has gotten over all its troubles I don't want to spend the rest of my life bringing up a young and inexperienced house.

The death then of a beautiful woman is unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world, and equally is it beyond doubt that the lips best suited for such topic are those of a bereaved lover.

My passion for fashion borders on insanity.

It was quite tough, not many opportunities. I remember in primary school, one of my teachers said, "As for you young man, you haven't got much of a future."

If ever there was a slamming of the door in the face of constructive investigation, it is the word miracle. To a medieval peasant, a radio would have seemed like a miracle.

I've gone fishing thousands of times in my life, and I have never once felt unlucky or poorly paid for those hours on the water.