For know that no one is free, except Zeus.
Zeus, first cause, prime mover; for what thing without Zeus is done among mortals?
On me the tempest falls. It does not make me tremble. O holy Mother Earth, O air and sun, behold me. I am wronged.
Too few rejoice at a friend's good fortune.
The anvil of justice is planted firm, and fate who makes the sword does the forging in advance.
Against necessity, against its strength, no one can fight and win.