In Every Tyrant's Heart There Springs In

I Say You Must Not Win An Unjust Case By Oaths.

Too Few Rejoice At A Friend's Good Fortune.

Athena: You Wish To Be Called Righteous Rather Than Act Right. [...] I Say, Wrong Must Not Win By Technicalities.

I Warn The Marauder Dragging Plunder, Chaotic, Rich Beyond All Rights: He'll Strike His Sails, Harried At Long Last, Stunned When The Squalls Of Torment Break His Spars To Bits.

Fortune Is For All, Judgment Is Theirs Who Have Won It For Themselves.