A fool will think you are an idiot if you talk sense to him. - Euripides

And I do not fear to say that those who are held Wise among men and who search the reasons of things Are those who bring the most sorrow on themselves.

LITTLE BOY.
Oh, what has happened? Mummy has gone away,
And left me and will not come back any more!
Father, I shall be lonely all the day….
Look! Look! Her eyes … and her arms not like before,
How they lie …
Mother! Oh, speak a word!
Answer me, answer me, Mother! It is I.
I am touching your face. It is I, your little bird.
ADMETUS (recovering himself and going to the Child).
She hears us not, she sees us not. We lie
Under a heavy grief, child, thou and I.
LITTLE BOY.
I am so little, Father, and lonely and cold
Here without Mother. It is too hard…. And you,
Poor little sister, too.
Oh, Father!
Such a little time we had her. She might have stayed
On till we all were old….
Everything is spoiled when Mother is dead.

There is nothing worse than a bad woman, and nothing better in any way than a good one.