“Bethink thee of the adage, 'Call none blest, till peaceful death have crowned a life of weal.”

“Call no man happy till he is dead.”

“CLYTEMNESTRAWhat ails thee, raising this ado for us?SLAVEI say the dead are come to slay the living.”

“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.”

“Death is softer by far than tyranny.”

“I gave them hope, and so turned away their eyes from death”

“ATHENA: You wish to be called righteous rather than act right. [...] I say, wrong must not win by technicalities.”