The world is yours. Take it!
Her skin is water. Her tongue is fire. She is your friend.
And in the end, when it's over, all that matters is what you've done.
A king isn't born, Alexander, he's made. By steel and by suffering. A king must know how to hurt those he loves.
Come, Bucephalus. Today we ride to our destiny.
It's never easy to escape our mothers, Alexander. All your life, beware of women. They're far more dangerous than men.
All greatness comes from loss.
His failure towered over other men's successes.