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I am the child of Fortune, the giver of good, and I shall not be shamed. She is my mother; my sisters are the Seasons; my rising and my falling match with theirs. Born thus, I ask to be no other man than that I am.

Sophocles

Not to be born surpasses all reckoning. The next best thing by far, when one has been born is to go back as swiftly as possible whence one came.
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Best Born Oneself Possible Reckon
If we always helped one another, no one would need luck.
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Help Luck Need Oneself
Dark, dark! The horror of darkness, like a shroud, wraps me and bears me on through mist and cloud.
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Darkness Horror Myself
Do nothing secretly; for Time sees and hears all things, and discloses all.
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Secret See Time
I am the child of Fortune, the giver of good, and I shall not be shamed. She is my mother; my sisters are the Seasons; my rising and my falling match with theirs. Born thus, I ask to be no other man than that I am.
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Children Fortune Goodness Myself Rise Season Shame
Unwanted favours gain no gratitude.
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Favor Gratitude
Children are the anchors of a mother’s life.
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Children Life Mom
It is no weakness for the wisest man to learn when he is wrong.
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Himself Learning Weakness Wrong
Remember, nothing succeeds without toil.
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Hard Work Remember Success
Fortune is not on the side of the faint-hearted.
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Coward Fortune
Much wisdom often goes with fewer words.
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Few Wisdom Word
If you were to offer a thirsty man all wisdom, you would not please him more than if you gave him a drink.
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Drink Himself Man Thirst Wisdom
Who seeks shall find.
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Finding Search Seek
Wise thinkers prevail everywhere.
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Existence Thinking Wisdom
There is nothing more hateful than bad advice.
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Advice Bad Hate
Gentle time will heal our sorrows.
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Healing One Liner Ourselves Sorrow Time

I am the child of Fortune, the giver of good, and I shall not be shamed. She is my mother; my sisters are the Seasons; my rising and my falling match with theirs. Born thus, I ask to be no other man than that I am.

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