Euripides

black evil is outlined clearest to our eyes by the blaze of virtue

Of people my own age, friends and relatives, you are my favorite.
You're all those things to me

I will storm the Gods and shake the Universe

tis a majestic thing, The darkness.

La gran prosperidad no es estable entre los mortales. La divinidad, al zarandearla, la rasga de arriba abajo como la vela de una nave rápida y la sumerge bajo penas terribles como bajo las rugientes olas mortíferas de alta mar.

Of all creatures that can feel and think,
we women are the worst treated things alive

Oh wretched one, if thou hast died! from what glorious state, Orestes, and from how envied a sire's fortune art thou fallen! But I reproach the devices of the Goddess, who, if any one work the death of a man, or touch with hands a woman newly delivered, or a corpse, restrains him from her altars, as deeming him impure, but yet herself takes pleasure in man-slaying sacrifices. It can not be that the consort of Jove, Latona, hath brought forth so much ignorance. I even disbelieve the banquets of Tantalus set before the Gods, [as that they] should be pleased with feeding on a boy. But I deem that those in this land, being themselves man-slayers, charge the Goddess with their own baseness, for I think not that any one of the Gods is bad.

Arm yourself, my heart: the thing that you must do is fearful, yet inevitable.

ما من أحد على الإطلاق يتصور أنه شخصياً سوف يموت، ولكنه يتصور حدوث هذا المصير السيئ للآخرين.

Ojalá cobraran voz mis brazos, y mis manos, y mi pelo, y mis pies, por el arte de Dédalo o de algún dios, para agarrarse todos de tus rodillas, conjurándote con llanto y con palabras de todas las clases.

Apollo, your voice hymned a justice I could not see clear, but all too clear the anguish you caused, the bloodhaunted, homeless future you've doled out.

but whoever exercises the art of divination, is a fool; if indeed he chance to show disagreeable things, he is rendered hateful to those to whom he may prophesy; but speaking falsely to his employers from motives of pity, he is unjust as touching the Gods. — Phœbus alone should speak in oracles to men, who fears nobody.

Yaşamın rengi kısadır. Bunu da kederlerle değil, olabildiğince mutlu sürmek gerekir.

Do not grieve so much for a husband lost that it wastes away your life.

Kısa ve öz konuşarak kendini güzel tanıttın,
ama ben kadınlarla konuşmaya utanırım.