Let me not then die ingloriously and without a struggle, but let me first do some great thing that shall be told among men hereafter. - Homer

But you, Achilles,/ There is not a man in the world more blest than you — / There never has been, never will be one./ Time was, when you were alive, we Argives/ honored you as a god, and now down here, I see/ You Lord it over the dead in all your power./ So grieve no more at dying, great Achilles.’

I reassured the ghost, but he broke out protesting,/ ‘No winning words about death to me, shining Odysseus!/ By god, I’d rather slave on earth for another man — / Some dirt-poor tenant farmer who scrapes to keep alive — than rule down here over all the breathless dead.

There is nothing more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.

Ἐχθρὸν δέ μοί ἐστιν
αὖτις ἀριζήλως εἰρημένα μυθολογεύειν.