ThursdayJan 29, 2026
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I pray for no more youth To perish before its prime; That Revenge and iron-heated War May fade with all that has gone before Into the night of time. Senator Edward Kennedy quoted this passage in testimony before the Commission on Campus Unrest, July 15, 1970. Congressional Record, vol. 116, p. 24309.
There is no sickness worse for me than words that to be kind must lie.
Words are healers of the sick tempered.
... it is yours [women's] to be silent and stay within doors.
The wisest of the wise may err.
I would far rather be ignorant than wise in the foreboding of evil.
He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our despair, against our own will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.
Chorus: Zeus, who guided men to think who laid it down that wisdom comes alone through suffering. Still there drips in sleep against the heart grief of memory; against our pleasure we are temperate.
Wisdom cometh by suffering.
He who goes unenvied shall not be admired.
For somehow this is tyranny's disease, to trust no friends.
Time as he grows old teaches all things.
Time brings all things to pass.
Time as he grows old teaches many lessons.
To be free from evil thoughts is God's best gift.
The great and amorous sky curved over the earth, and lay upon her as a pure lover. The rain, the humid flux descending from heaven for both man and animal, for both thick and strong, germinated the wheat, swelled the furrows with fecund mud and brought forth the buds in the orchards. And it is I who empowered these moist espousals, I the great Aphrodite.
Sweet is a grief well ended.
The reward of suffering is experience.
For a deadly blow let him pay with a deadly blow: it is for him who has done a deed to suffer.
When a man is willing and eager, the gods join in.
Success is man's god.
In our sleep, pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God. Quoted by Robert F. Kennedy, delivering an extemporaneous eulogy to Martin Luther King, Jr., the evening of April 4, 1968, in Indianapolis, Indiana. These words, lacking 'own,' have been used as one of the inscriptions at the Robert F. Kennedy gravesite in Arlington National Cemetery.
Drop, drop in our sleep, upon the heart sorrow falls, memory's pain, and to us, though against our very will, even in our own despite, comes wisdom by the awful grace of God. The above lines are from Edith Hamilton, translator, Three Greek Plays, p. 170 (1937). Other translations of this passage from Aeschylus vary. Robert F. Kennedy, delivering an extemporaneous eulogy to Martin Luther King, Jr., the evening of April 4, 1968, in Indianapolis, Indiana, said, 'Aeschylus wrote: 'In our sleep, pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.' These words, lacking 'own,' have been used as one of the inscriptions at the Robert F. Kennedy gravesite in Arlington National Cemetery.
Only when man's life comes to end in prosperity can one call that man happy.
A state that is prosperous always honors the gods.
A great ox stands on my tongue.
It is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but the man the oath.
I pray the gods some respite from the weary task of this long year's watch that lying on the Atreidae's roof on bended arm, dog- like, I have kept, marking the conclave of all night's stars, those potentates blazing in the heavens that bring winter and summer to mortal men, the constellations, when they wane, when they rise.
Reverence for parents stands written among the three laws of most revered righteousness.
Old men are always young enough to learn with profit.
... against necessity, against its strength, no one can fight and win.
Alas, I am struck a deep mortal blow!
Memory is the mother of all wisdom.
God's mouth knows not how to speak falsehood, but he brings to pass every word.
Learning is ever in the freshness of its youth, even for the old.
The man whose authority is recent is always stern.
Death is better, a milder fate than tyranny.
The force of necessity is irresistible.
Myriad laughter of the ocean waves.
Justice, voiceless, unseen, seeth thee when thou sleepest and when thou goest forth and when thou liest down. Continually doth she attend thee, now aslant thy course, now at a later time. These lines are from a section of doubtful or spurious fragments.
Do not kick against the pricks.
It is a profitable thing, if one is wise, to seem foolish.
On me the tempest falls. It does not make me tremble. O holy Mother Earth, O air and sun, behold me. I am wronged.
I know how men in exile feed on dreams of hope.
Exiles feed on hope.
'Honour thy father and thy mother' stands written among the three laws of most revered righteousness.
Honor modesty more than your life.
It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered.
High fortune, this in man's eye is god and more than god is this.
Every ruler is harsh whose laws are new.
There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.
God loves to help him who strives to help himself.
The future you shall know when it has come; before then, forget it.
What is pleasanter that the tie of host and guest?
Few men have the natural strength to honour a friend's success without envy.
For only Zeus is free.
Good fortune is a god among men, and more than a god.
A prosperous fool is a grievous burden.
There are times when fear is good. It must keep its watchful place.
Fear is stronger than arms.
His resolve is not to seem, but to be, the best.
So in the Libyan fable it is told That once an eagle, stricken with a dart, Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft, 'With our own feathers, not by others' hands, Are we now smitten.'
She [Helen] brought to Ilium her dowry, destruction.
Destiny waits alike for the free man as well as for him enslaved by another's might.
God is not averse to deceit in a holy cause.
O Death the Healer, scorn thou not, I pray, To come to me: of cureless ills thou art The one physician. Pain lays not its touch Upon a corpse.
Of all the gods, Death only craves not gifts: Nor sacrifice, nor yet drink-offering poured Avails; no altars hath he, nor is soothed By hymns of praise. From him alone of all The powers of heaven Persuasion holds aloof.
Death is better, a milder mover; for what thing without Zeus is done among mortals?
Bronze is the mirror of the form; wine, of the heart.
Ask the gods nothing excessive.
It is easy when we are in prosperity to give advice to the afflicted.
By suffering comes wisdom.
Only one accomplishment is beyond both the power and the mercy of the Gods. They cannot make the past as though it had never been.
The worst enemy is one that fears the gods.
Words are the physicians of a mind diseased.
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