O virtue, I have followed you through life, and find you at last but a shade.

Life has no blessing like a prudent friend.

Old men's prayers for death are lying prayers, in which they abuse old age and long extent of life. But when death draws near, not one is willing to die, and age no longer is a burden to them.

Our ancestors... purged their guilt by banishment, not death. And by so doing, they stopped that endless vicious cycle of murder and revenge.

Our lives ... are but a little while, so let them run as sweetly as you can, and give no thought to grief from day to day. For time is not concerned to keep our hopes, but hurries on its business, and is gone.

Remember this! No amount of Bacchic reveling can corrupt an honest woman.

Zeus hates busybodies and those who do too much.