There is a limit to the best of health, disease is always a near neighbor.

[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.

Old men are always young enough to learn with profit.

The high strength of men knows no content with limitation.

For a murderous blow let murderous blow atone.

Of all the gods, Death only craves not gifts: Nor sacrifice, nor yet drink-offering poured Avails; no altars hath he, nor is soothed By hymns of praise. From him alone of all The powers of heaven Persuasion holds aloof.

Let there be wealth without tears; enough for the wise man who will ask no further.