“Time, as it grows old, teaches all things.”

“In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain”

“Oh, the torment bred in the race, the grinding scream of deathand the stroke that hits the vein,the hemorrhage none can staunch, the grief,the curse no man can bear.But there is a cure in the house, and not outside it, no,not from others but from them,their bloody strife. We sing to you,dark gods beneath the earth.Now hear, you blissful powers underground –answer the call, send help.Bless the children, give them triumph now.”

“Zeus, whose will has marked for manThe sole way where wisdom lies;Ordered one eternal plan:Man must suffer to be wise.Head-winds heavy with past illStray his course and cloud his heart:Sorrow takes the blind soul’s part -Man grows wise against his will.For powers who rule from thrones aboveBy ruthlessness commend their love.”

“Wisdom comes through suffering.Trouble, with its memories of pain,Drips in our hearts as we try to sleep,So men against their willLearn to practice moderation.Favours come to us from gods.”

“Nothing forces us to knowWhat we do not want to knowExcept pain”