The man who boldly transgresses, amassing a great heap unjustly--by force, in time, he will strike his sail, when trouble seizes him as the yardarm is splintered. He calls on those who hear nothing and he struggles in the midst of the whirling waters. The god laughs at the hot-headed man, seeing him, who boasted that this would never happen, exhausted by distress without remedy and unable to surmount the cresting wave. He wrecks the happiness of his earlier life on the reef of Justice, and he perishes unwept, unseen.
For there is no defense for a man who, in the excess of his wealth, has kicked the great altar of Justice out of sight.
Justice inclines her scales so that wisdom comes at the price of suffering.
The anvil of justice is planted firm, and fate who makes the sword does the forging in advance.
Justice turns the scale, bringing to some learning through suffering.
Many men who transgress justice, honor appearance over reality.
Many among men are they who set high the show of honor, yet break justice.
Justice, voiceless, unseen, seeth thee when thou sleepest and when thou goest forth and when thou liest down. Continually doth she attend thee, now aslant thy course, now at a later time. These lines are from a section of doubtful or spurious fragments.
When strength is yoked with justice, where is a mightier pair than they?
ATHENA: There are two sides to this dispute. I've heard only one half the argument. (...) So you two parties, summon your witnesses, set out your proofs, with sworn evidence to back your stories. Once I've picked the finest men in Athens, I'll return. They'll rule fairly in this case, bound by a sworn oath to act with justice.
For Hades is mighty in calling men to account below the earth, and with a mind that records in tablets he surveys all things.
For the marriage bed ordained by fate for men and women is stronger than an oath and guarded by Justice.
Respect the altar of Justice and do not, looking to profit, dishonor it by spurning with godless foot; for punishment will come upon you.
Base men who prosper are unenviable.
Watchful are the Gods of all Hands with slaughter stained. The black Furies wait, and when a man Has grown by luck, not justice, great, With sudden overturn of chance They wear him to a shade, and, cast Down to perdition, who shall save him?
The adulterer dies. An old custom, justice.
You'll see all other mortal sinners, the ones who flout the honor owed to gods or guests, or loving parents--you'll see them get the justice they deserve. For Hades holds men mightily to a strict accounting down below the earth; he sees all things, inscribes them within the book of his remembering.
On him who wields power gently, the god looks favorably from afar.
Justice shines in very smoky homes, and honors the righteous; but the gold-spangled mansions where the hands are unclean she leaves with eyes averted.
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