κείσομ’ ἐπεί κε θάνω: νῦν δὲ κλέος ἐσθλὸν ἀροίμην,
I can rest when I'm dead; for now, I must win a good name,
(Akhilles whining. Homer, Iliad XVIII 121.)
This line is so me that it's funny. (Thetis's reply, "but you don't even have any armor," is also apposite.)