"One word Frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love."
"Yet I pity the poor wretch, though he's my enemy. He's yoked to an evil delusion, but the same fate could be mine. I see clearly: we who live are all phantoms, fleeing shadows."
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Source: Sophocles (2013). “Sophocles II: Ajax, The Women of Trachis, Electra, Philoctetes, The Trackers”, p.74, University of Chicago Press
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