- Birth:c. 525B
- PoB: Eleusis, West Attica, Greece
- Death: 456 BC
- Era: Ancient Greece
- Occupation: playwriter, Soldier
Aeschylus is often called the father of tragedy.
Apparently he did not only write tragedies, there was a legend that his life ended up in tragedy.
The legend goes that Aeschylus went to Gela in Sicily to retire and indulge in a bit of R&R (rest and relaxation) contemplating the world.
One day he was really in a very deep meditation that he had fallen asleep in a Buddhaesque sitting position.
Out of nowhere an eagle flew over him and mistook him for a rock and started smashing a tortoise shell against his head. Poor Aeschylus died from this tragic occurrence.
Aeschylus left behind 90 plays of which only seven survived, this plays are now the starting point when researching the history of tragedy. He was the first of the triumvirate of ancient Greek tragedians. The other two being Sophocles and Euripides.
Everyone’s quick to blame the alien.
Few men have the natural strength to honour a friend’s success without envy. . . . I well know that mirror of friendship, shadow of a shade.
“Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times.”
Hell to ships, hell to men, hell to cities.
“Honour thy father and thy mother” stands written among the three laws of most revered righteousness.
He hears but half, that hears one party only.
He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despite, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.
I would far rather be ignorant than wise in the foreboding of evil.
It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered.
Learning is ever in the freshness of its youth, even for the old.
Oaths are not the cause why a man is believed, but the character of a man is the cause why the oath is believed.
Success is man’s god.
Time as he grows old teaches many lessons.
Words are the physicians of a mind diseased.