Aeschylus

Destiny waits alike for the free man as well as for him enslaved by another’s might.

Aeschylus

Everyone, to those weaker than themselves, is kind.

Aeschylus

Fear hurries on my tongue through want of courage.

Aeschylus

For not many men, the proverb saith, can love a friend whom fortune prospereth unenvying.

Aeschylus

For somehow this disease inheres in tyranny, never to trust one’s friends.

Aeschylus

For the mighty, even to give away is grace.

Aeschylus

For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another’s happiness.

Aeschylus

For there is no defense for a man who, in the excess of his wealth, has kicked the great altar of justice out of sight.

Aeschylus

Fortune is for all, judgment is theirs who have won it for themselves.

Aeschylus

From a small seed a mighty trunk may grow.

Aeschylus