هناك ثلاثة أنواع من المواطنين: أغنياء لا نفع منهم، لا يعنيهم دوماً سوى أن يزدادوا غنى، وكذلك المعدمون الذين لا يجدون ما يقيم أودهم وهؤلاء قوم خطرون؛ ل… - Euripides

O revered Goddess, who in the recesses of Aulis didst save me from the dire hand of a slaying father, now also save me and these, or the voice of Loxias will through thee be no longer truthful among mortals. But do thou with good will quit the barbarian land for Athens, for it becomes thee not to dwell here, when you can possess a blest city.

There be many shapes of mystery; And many things God brings to be, Past hope or fear. And the end men looked for cometh not, And a path is there where no man thought. So hath it fallen here.

Had I the tongue of Orpheus and his mellifluous strains and by song could cast a spell on Persephone and her spouse to wrest you out of hell,

I should go down and neither Pluto’s hound nor the spirit-ferrying Charon at his oar could stop me: not till I’d brought your soul up into the light.

Wait for me down there. Wait for me to die.

Prepare the home where you and I shall live as one.

For I shall make them lay my bones side by side with yours: stretched out with you in the selfsame cedar box.