How can there be such anger in the minds of the gods?
A chaplet of leaves crowns the victor.
Easy is the descent to hell; all night long, all day, the doors of dark Hades stand open; but to retrace the path; to come out again to the sweet air of Heaven - there is the task, there is the burden.
Persevere and preserve yourselves for better circumstances.
The medicine increases the disease.
There's a snake lurking in the grass.