Bronze Is The Mirror Of Form, Wine

Misfortune Wandering The Same Track Lights Now Upon One And Now Upon Another.

Athena: You Wish To Be Called Righteous Rather Than Act Right. [...] I Say, Wrong Must Not Win By Technicalities.

Nothing Forces Us To Know What We Do Not Want To Know Except Pain

Good Fortune Is A God Among Men, And More Than A God.

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.