I send you a kaffis of mustard seed, that you may taste and acknowledge the bitterness of my victory.

How great are the dangers I face to win a good name in Athens.

I am dying with the help of too many physicians.

Heaven cannot brook two suns, nor earth two masters.

I had rather excel others in the knowledge of what is excellent, than in the extent of my power and dominion

Remember upon the conduct of each depends the fate of all.