Electra Quotes

“I ask this one thing: let me go mad in my own way.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“Yes it will be a grace if I die. To exist is pain. Life is no desire of mine anymore.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“ORESTES: Never shall I see you again.

ELECTRA: Nor I see myself in your eyes.

ORESTES: This, the last time I'll talk with you ever.

ELECTRA: O my homeland, goodbye. Goodbye to you, women of home.

ORESTES: Most loyal of sisters, do you leave now?

ELECTRA: I leave with tears blurring all that I see.”
― Euripides, Electra

“Not from Hades' black and universal lake can you lift him. Not by groaning, not by prayers. Yet you run yourself out in a grief with no cure, no time-limit, no measure. It is a knot no one can untie. Why are you so in love with things unbearable?”
― Sophocles, Electra

“I am at the end. I exist no more.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“Yes, blood for blood, his bitter loan came due. He paid with death.”
― Euripides, Electra

“ORESTES: Just to see the outline of your suffering

ELECTRA: Yet this is only a fraction of it you see.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“You're dreaming, girl, lost in a moving dream.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“By dread things I am compelled. I know that. I see the trap closing. I know what I am. But while life is in me I will not stop this violence. No. Oh my friends who is there to comfort me? Who understands? Leave me be, let me go, do not soothe me. This is a knot no one can untie. There will be no rest, there is no retrieval. No number exists for griefs like these.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“Yet censure strikes hard at women, while men, the true agents of trouble, hear no reproach.”
― Euripides, Electra

“Think again, Electra. Don't say anymore. Don't you see what you're doing? You make your own pain. Why keep wounding yourself? With so much evil stored up in that cold dark soul of yours you breed enemies everywhere you touch.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“Shame I do feel. And I know there is something all wrong about me—believe me. Sometimes I shock myself.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“Of most dreadful suffering, I am the cause.”
― Euripides, Electra

“I will not live by rules like those.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“I wish you joy. To spend life's fleeting days mid joy that never meets an evil hour is to be blessed beyond compare.”
― Euripides, Electra

“ELECTRA: Oh but my love—now that you have travelled back down all those years to meet my heart, over all this grief of mine, do not oh love—

ORESTES: What are you asking?

ELECTRA: Do not turn your face from me. Don't take yourself away.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“You gave birth to your own death.”
― Euripides, Electra

“Orestes beloved. as you die you destroy me. You have torn away the part of my mind where hope was .”
― Sophocles, Electra

“Yes I know sorrow. Know it far too well. My life is a tunnel choked by the sweepings of dread.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“Because she—you hear her—she's calling,
and is always going to call, and it's better
both of us die by the dagger without anyone
seeing us, Orestes, and die a fit death.”
― Gabriela Mistral, Madwomen: Poems of Gabriela Mistral

“Give me a man, for his sons make courageous soldiers while pretty boys can only decorate the dance.”
― Euripides, Electra

“What greater sorrow than being forced to leave behind my native earth?”
― Euripides, Electra

“Electra, grieving for death, for her father, as a nightingale grieving always.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“Again, again your mind has changed course with the wind. For you think now of godly things ignored when you worked dreadful deeds on your brother against his will.”
― Euripides, Electra

“Bear witness for one who is loved and not loved: we cast the cloak gently around her, an end of great woe for our house.”
― Euripides, Electra

“Last night was a night of bad dreams and ambiguous visions.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“Apollo, your voice hymned a justice I could not see clear, but all too clear the anguish you caused, the bloodhaunted, homeless future you've doled out.”
― Euripides, Electra

“Here he comes like a stealing shadow, like a footprint of death into the rooms, stalking the past with freshcut blood in his hands.”
― Sophocles, Electra

“I, Electra, fingering my garments
and my face, for in hours I was changed.
Now I am merely one who has killed.”
― Gabriela Mistral, Madwomen: Poems of Gabriela Mistral

“Que antes ti haya una mesa colmada y te sea la vida fácil. ¡Que tenga yo por único alimento el no contradecirme a mí misma!”
― Sófocles, Electra