I agree with Sophocles: the greatest luck is not to have been born - but, as the joke goes on, very few people succeed in it.
I never can hear a crowd of people singing and gesticulating, all together, at an Italian opera, without fancying myself at Athens, listening to that particular tragedy, by Sophocles, in which he introduces a full chorus of turkeys, who set about bewailing the death of Meleager.
In particular I may mention Sophocles the poet, who was once asked in my presence, How do you feel about love, Sophocles? are you still capable of it? to which he replied, Hush! if you please: to my great delight I have escaped from it, and feel as if I had escaped from a frantic and savage master. I thought then, as I do now, that he spoke wisely. For unquestionably old age brings us profound repose and freedom from this and other passions.
The truth is always the strongest argument.
Sophocles Truth is a thing immortal and perpetual, and it gives to us a beauty that fades not away in time.
Last Update: February, 2020