Aeschylus

Death is easier than a wretched life and better never to have born than to…

It is best for the wise man not to seem wise…

It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend…

Justice turns the scale, bringing to some learning through suffering…

For children preserve the fame of a man after his death…

Of all the gods only death does not desire gifts…

Whenever a man makes haste, God too hastens with him…

Excessive fear is always powerless…

By Time and Age full many things are taught…

I know how men in exile feed on dreams…

For somehow this disease inheres in tyranny, never to trust one’s friends…

To be free from evil thoughts is God’s best gift…

For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one…

Obedience is the mother of success and is wedded to safety…

He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls…