Time waxing old can many a lesson teach.
The laws of a state change with the changing times.
A god implants in mortal guilt whenever he wants utterly to confound a house.
The air is Zeus, Zeus earth, and Zeus the heaven, Zeus all that is, and what transcends them all.
For in the voyage of the heart, there is a freight of hatred, and the wind of wrath blows shrill.
In the lack of judgment great harm arises, but one vote cast can set right a house.
God ever works with those who work with will.
If a man should wanton walk with crime ... he shall find in death no great deliverance.
The so-called mother of the child isn't the child's begetter, but only a sort of nursing soil for the new-sown seed. The man, the one on top, is the true parent, while she, a stranger, foster's a stranger's sprout.
The great and amorous sky curved over the earth, and lay upon her as a pure lover. The rain, the humid flux descending from heaven for both man and animal, for both thick and strong, germinated the wheat, swelled the furrows with fecund mud and brought forth the buds in the orchards. And it is I who empowered these moist espousals, I the great Aphrodite.
On him who wields power gently, the god looks favorably from afar.
Time in his aging overtakes all things alike.
For a single path leads to the house of Hades.
There is a time when fear is good and ought to remain seated as a guardian of the heart.
Justice turns the scale, bringing to some learning through suffering.
It is an ill thing to be the first to bring news of ill.
But I will place this carefully fed pig Within the crackling oven; and, I pray, What nicer dish can e'er be given to man.
The burning gaze of a young woman, such as hath tasted man, shall not escape me; for I have a spirit keen to mark these things.
[Hermes addresses Prometheus :] To you, the clever and crafty, bitter beyond all bitterness, who has sinned against the gods in bestowing honors upon creatures of a day--to you, thief of fire, I speak.
You'll see all other mortal sinners, the ones who flout the honor owed to gods or guests, or loving parents--you'll see them get the justice they deserve. For Hades holds men mightily to a strict accounting down below the earth; he sees all things, inscribes them within the book of his remembering.
I have been schooled by my own suffering: I've learned the many ways of being purged.
Old men, what are they? Fast fading the leaf, Three-footed they walk, yet frail as a child, As a dream set afloat in the daylight.
On me the tempest falls. It does not make me tremble. O holy Mother Earth, O air and sun, behold me. I am wronged.
If a man suffers ill, let it be without shame; for this is the only profit when we are dead. You will never say a good word about deeds that are evil and disgraceful.
But who can describe the overweening pride of men? Or women mad with passion, reckless in their hearts, soulmates to every kind of ruin that befalls us? Wild passion, unrestrained, boundless, that overcomes the women, perverts the yoke of wedlock for beasts and men alike.
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