The Seed Of Mortals Broods O'er Passing

Death Hath A Fairer Fame Than A Life Of Toil.

No Bribes. Nothing That Passes Under The Roof Of A Temple Or Under The Roof Of The Mouth, Can Appease Heaven's Anger Or Deflect Its Aim.

The Man Who Does Ill, Ill Must Suffer Too.

For Know That No One Is Free, Except Zeus.

Too Few Rejoice At A Friend's Good Fortune.