As ill-luck would have it ... Don Quixote

That time does not run backward, that is its wrath; "That which was"--that is the name of the stone it cannot roll. Thus Spoke Zarathustra

As for life, it is a battle and a sojourning in a strange land; but the fame that comes after is oblivion. Book II

[In what way would you have us bury you?] In any way that you like; only you must get hold of me, and take care that I do not walk away from you. ...I cannot make Crito believe that I am the same Socrates who have been talking and conducting the argument; he fancies that I am the other Socrates whom he will soon see, a dead body... And though I have spoken many words in the endeavor to show that when I have drunk the poison I shall leave you and go to the joys of the blessed—these words of mine, with which I comforted you and myself, have had, I perceive, no effect upon Crito. ...you should be my surety to him that I shall not remain, but go away and depart; and then he will suffer less at my death, and not be grieved when he sees my body being burned or buried. The Trials Of Socrates