For the discreet among mortals are such as pass through life correctly with wisdom. - Euripides

No hay labrador que pueda ganarse el pan, por mucho que los dioses tenga siempre en la boca, si no se da él mismo al trabajo.

Go home: your wife waits to be buried.

IPH. But how didst thou dare the terrible deeds in respect to your mother? OR. Let us be silent respecting my mother — 'twas in avenging my father. IPH. And what was the reason for her slaying her husband? OR. Let go the subject of my mother. Nor is it pleasant for you to hear. IPH. I am silent. But Argos now looks up to thee.