Αἰόλ᾽ ἀνθρώπων κακά, πόνου δ᾽ ἴδοις ἂν οὐδαμοῦ ταὐτὸν πτερόν. - Aeschylus

Πιθανὸς ἄγαν ὁ θῆλυς ὅρος ἐπινέμεται
ταχύπορος· ἀλλὰ ταχύμορον
γυναικογήρυτον ὄλλυται κλέος.

For fear, enforcing goodness,
Must somewhere reign enthroned,
And watch men’s ways, and teach them,
Through self-inflicted sorrow,
That sin is not condoned.
What man, no longer nursing
Fear at his heart – what city,
Once fear is cast away,
Will bow the knee to Justice
As in an earlier day?

Kόμπασον θαρσῶν, ἀλέκτωρ ὥστε θηλείας πέλας.