"A fearful man is always hearing things." ~Sophocles (496 BC-406 BC)
"A soul that is kind and intends justice discovers more than any sophist." ~Sophocles (496 BC-406 BC)
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“All men make mistakes, but a good man yields when he knows his course is wrong, and repairs the evil. The only crime is pride.” ~Sophocles
"He who throws away a friend is as bad as he who throws away his life." ~Sophocles (496 BC-406 BC)
"Heaven never helps the man who will not act." ~Sophocles
"How dreadful knowledge of the truth can be when there's no help in truth!" ~from Oedipus Rex by Sophocles
"It is terrible to speak well and be wrong." ~Sophocles
"Kindness gives birth to kindness." ~Sophocles
"Look and you will find it; what is unsought will go undetected." ~Sophocles (495-406 BC)
"Men of ill judgment oft ignore the good that lies within their hands, till they have lost it." ~Sophocles
"Not knowing is the sweetest life." ~Sophocles
"One must learn by doing the thing; for though you think you know it, you have no certainty, until you try." ~Sophocles
"One must wait until the evening to see how splendid the day has been." ~Sophocles
"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love." ~Sophocles
"Rather fail with honor than succeed by fraud." ~Sophocles
"The keenest sorrow is to recognize ourselves as the sole cause of all our adversities." ~Sophocles
"There is no success without hardship." ~Sophocles
"To him who is in fear everything rustles." ~Sophocles
"Who seeks shall find." ~Sophocles
"Wisdom outweighs any wealth." ~Sophocles
"Without labour nothing prospers." ~Sophocles
"You don't know what kind of day you will have, until evening." ~Sophocles
ANTIGONE
“Many the wonders but nothing walks stranger than man.
The thing crosses the sea in the winter’s storm,
Making his path through the roaring waves,
And she, the greatest of gods, the Earth —
Ageless she is and unwearied — he wears her away
As the ploughs go up and down from year to year
And his mules turn up the soil.
Gay nations of birds he snares and leads,
Wild beast tribes and the salty brood of the sea
With the twisted mesh of his nets, this clever man.
He controls with his craft the beasts of the open air,
Walkers on hills. The horse with his shaggy mane
He holds and harnesses, yoked about the neck.
And the strong bull of the mountain.
Language, and thought like the wind
And the feelings that make the town
He has taught himself, and shelter against the cold,
Refuge from rain. He can always help himself.
He faces no future helpless. There’s only death
That he cannot find an escape from.”
~Sophocles, Tragedist, playwright, written in 441 BCE
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