769 Quotes by Sophocles

Seven matched with seven, at each gate one,Their captains, when the day was done,Left for our Zeus who turned the scale,The brazen tribute in full tale: -All save the horror-burdened pair,Dire children of despair,Who from one sire, one mother, drawing breath,Each with conquering lance in restAgainst a true born brother's breast,Found equal lots in death.

Think, then, on these things, my son. All men are liable to err; but when an error hath been made, that man is no longer witless or unblest who heals the ill into which he hath fallen, and remains not stubborn.Self-will, we know, incurs the charge of folly.

Give me a life wherever there is an opportunity to live, and better life than was my father's.

Weep not, everything must have its day.

Whose tale more sad than thine, whose lot more dire? O Oedipus, discrowned head, Thy cradle was thy marriage bed.

King as thou art, free speech at least is mine. To make reply; in this I am thy peer.

Death the deliverer freeth all at last.

By God, I'll have more booty in a moment.

Thou lov'st to speak in riddles and dark words.