The oaths of a woman I inscribe on water.
The end excuses any evil.
And if my present actions strike you as foolish, let's just say I've been accused of folly by a fool.
To give birth is a fearsome thing; there is no hating the child one has borne even when injured by it.
If I am young, then you should look not to age but to deeds.
You clearly hate to yield, but you will regret it when your anger has passed. Such natures are justly the hardest for themselves to bear.