Soon all of you immortals Will be as dead as we are! Come on then, what are you waiting for? Have you run out of thunderbolts? - Euripides

ينبغي ألا يكون جزعك بغير اعتدال، وأنت صاحب السلطان.

¡ Afortunado el que modesto vive,
el que envejece en paz sin pompas vanas!
¡Dulce mediocridad, hermoso nombre,
encuentra en ti supremo bien la vida!
¡De qué sirve al mortal lo que le sobra!
¡Cuando el Destino se nos torna adverso,
con más dureza a los más altos hiere!

We are not subject to our own wills, our own desires. But to the fates and the fortunes that the gods hand to us. The future is turned before our eyes into wrenching heartache, into ashes and to splinters. From today I know that truly hope is dead. I ask you again, you who watch, how can there ever be any ending than this? First silence. Then darkness.