On Me The Tempest Falls. It Does

No Bribes. Nothing That Passes Under The Roof Of A Temple Or Under The Roof Of The Mouth, Can Appease Heaven's Anger Or Deflect Its Aim.

Only Through Suffering Do We Learn

If You Pour Oil And Vinegar Into The Same Vessel, You Would Call Them Not Friends But Opponents.

For There Is No Defense For A Man Who, In The Excess Of His Wealth, Has Kicked The Great Altar Of Justice Out Of Sight.

For The Lips Of Zeus Do Not Know How To Lie, But Bring To Fulfilment Every Word.