I Send You A Kaffis

Are There No More Worlds That I Might Conquer?

As For A Limit To One’s Labors, I, For One, Do Not Recognize Any For A High-minded Man, Except That The Labors Themselves Should Lead To Noble Accomplishments.

Bury My Body And Don't Build Any Monument. Keep My Hands Out So The People Know The One Who Won The World Had Nothing In Hand When He Died.

At Achilles Tomb, O Fortunate Youth, To Have Found Homer As The Herald Of Your Glory!

Youths Of The Pellaians And Of The Macedonians And Of The Hellenic Amphictiony And Of The Lakedaimonians And Of The Corinthians... And Of All The Hellenic Peoples, Join Your Fellow-soldiers And Entrust Yourselves To Me, So That We Can Move Against The Barbarians And Liberate Ourselves From The Persian Bondage, For As Greeks We Should Not Be Slaves To Barbarians.