Bonds and the pangs of hunger are excellent prophet doctors for the wits.
The force of necessity is irresistible.
When a man takes the road to destruction, the gods help him along.
Of all the gods only death does not desire gifts.
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.
But when once the earth has sucked up a dead man's blood, there is no way to raise him up.