Each say following another, either hastening or putting off our death--what pleasure does it bring? I count that man worthless whois cheered by empty hopes. No, a noble man must either live or die well. — Sophocles Copy Share Image
When he endures nothing but endless miseries-- What pleasure is there in living the day after day, Edging slowly back and forth toward death? Anyone who warms their heart with the glow Of flickering hope is worth nothing at all.… — Sophocles Copy Share Image
Those whose life is long still strive for gain, and for all mortals all things take second place to money. — Sophocles Copy Share Image
Go then if you must, but remember, no matter how foolish your deeds, those who love you will love you still. — Sophocles Copy Share Image
Why should man fear since chance is all in all for him, and he can clearly foreknow nothing? Best to live lightly, as one… — Sophocles Copy Share Image
When ice appears out of doors, and boys seize it up while it is solid, at first they experience new pleasures. But in the… — Sophocles Copy Share Image
“I have nothing but contempt for the kind of governor who is afraid, for whatever reason, to follow the course that he knows is… — Sophocles Copy Share Image
