Bear up, my child, bear up; Zeus who oversees and directs all things is still mighty in heaven.

Silence gives the proper grace to women

The man from whom the joys of life have departed is living no more, but should be counted with the dead.

For the wretched one night is like a thousand; for someone faring well death is just one more night.

It is a base thing for a man among the people not to obey those in command. Never in a state can the laws be well administered when fear does not stand firm.

For the dead there are no more toils.

For God hates utterly the bray of bragging tongues.