HEPHAESTUS. The mind of Zeus is implacable—and everyone is harsh when new to power. (28-35)
HEPHAESTUS. Oh, how I hate my craft skills!
POWER. Why do you hate them? Quite simply, your skills aren't in any way responsible for the task you now have. (45-47)
PROMETHEUS. I tell you that even though my limbs are held in these strong, degrading fetters, the president of the immortals will yet have need of me, to reveal the new plan by which he can be robbed of his scepter and his privileges (168-177)