Prometheus Bound

For it would be better to die once and for all than to suffer pain for all one's life.

For somehow this is tyranny's disease, to trust no friends.

I gave them hope, and so turned away their eyes from death

Time, as it grows old, teaches all things.

PROMETHEUS: 'Oh, it is easy for the one who stands outside the prison-wall of pain to exhort and teach the one who suffers

Your speech is pompous sounding, full of pride, as fits the lackey of the Gods. You are young and young your rule and you think the tower in which you live is free from sorrow: from it have I not seen two tyrants thrown? The third, who now is king, I shall yet live to see him fall, of all three most suddenly, most dishonored. Do you think I will crouch before your Gods, -so new-and tremble? I am far from that.

When one is wise, it's wisest to seem foolish.

Hear the sum of the whole matter in the compass of one brief word — every art possessed by man comes from Prometheus.

I take my cue from deeds, not words.

Sorrow with me, Sorrowful one! Tell me, whose voice proclaims Things true and sad, Naming by all their old, unhappy names, What drove me mad--

There is no sickness worse for me that words that to be kind must lie.

For obstinacy standing alone is the weakest of all things in one whose mind is not possessed by wisdom.

I beg you, alight and join your sorrow with mine: misfortune wanders everywhere, and settles now upon one and now upon another.

Do not labor uselessly at what helps not at all.

This is a sickness rooted and inherent in the nature of a tyranny: that he that holds it does not trust his friends.

Time in its aging course teaches all things.

Trust my folly then, since it is best for a man truly wise to be thought a fool.