God lends a helping hand to the man who tries hard
Hell to ships, hell to men, hell to cities - of Helen of Troy
You have been trapped in the inescapable net of ruin by your own want of sense.
When a man's willing and eager the god's join in.
We shall perish by guile just as we slew.
We must pronounce him fortunate who has ended his life in fair prosperity.
There is no disgrace in an enemy suffering ill at an enemy's hand, when you hate mutually.
The man who does ill must suffer ill.
The anvil of justice is planted firm, and fate who makes the sword does the forging in advance.
Since long I've held silence a remedy for harm.
Self-will in the man who does not reckon wisely is by itself the weakest of all things.
Only when a man's life comes to its end in prosperity dare we pronounce him happy.
Of prosperity mortals can never have enough.
My friends, whoever has had experience of evils knows how whenever a flood of ills comes upon mortals, a man fears everything but whenever a divine force cheers on our voyage, then we believe that the same fate will always blow fair.
Know not to revere human things too much.
If you pour oil and vinegar into the same vessel, you would call them not friends but opponents.
I would rather be ignorant than knowledgeable of evils.
I willingly speak to those who know, but for those who do not know I forget.
God lends a helping hand to the man who tries hard.
God always strives together with those who strive.
From a small seed a mighty trunk may grow.
For the impious act begets more after it, like to the parent stock.
For know that no one is free, except Zeus.
For a murderous blow let murderous blow atone.
Excessive fear is always powerless.