To be ignorant of the lives of the most celebrated men of antiquity is to continue in a state of childhood all our days.
It is circumstance and proper measure that give an action its character, and make it either good or bad.
Men who marry wives very much superior to themselves are not so truly husbands to their wives as they are unawares made slaves to their position.
Fate, however, is to all appearance more unavoidable than unexpected.
Perseverance is more prevailing than violence; and many things which cannot be overcome when they are together, yield themselves up when taken little by little.
Poverty is not dishonorable in itself, but only when it comes from idleness, intemperance, extravagance, and folly.
Prosperity is no just scale; adversity is the only balance to weigh friends.
Oh, what a world full of pain we create, for a little taste upon the tongue.
The giving of riches and honors to a wicked man is like giving strong wine to him that hath a fever.
They fought indeed and were slain, but it was to maintain the luxury and the wealth of other men.
Wickedness is a wonderfully diligent architect of misery, of shame, accompanied with terror, and commotion, and remorse, and endless perturbation.
The man who is completely wise and virtuous has no need of glory, except so far as it disposes and eases his way to action by the greater trust that it procures him.
Most people do not understand until old age what Plato tells them when they are young.
Where the lion's skin will not reach, you must patch it out with the fox's.
Riches for the most part are hurtful to them that possess them.
I, for my part, wonder of what sort of feeling, mind or reason that man was possessed who was first to pollute his mouth with gore, and to allow his lips to touch the flesh of a murdered being: who spread his table with the mangled forms of dead bodies, and claimed as daily food and dainty dishes what but now were beings endowed with movement, perception and with voice. …but for the sake of some little mouthful of flesh, we deprive a soul of the sun and light, and of that portion of life and time it had been born in to the world to enjoy.
Since, during storms, flames leap from the humid vapors and dark clouds emit deafening noises, is it surprising the lightning, when it strikes the ground, gives rise to truffles, which do not resemble plants?
It is easy to utter what has been kept silent, but impossible to recall what has been uttered.
Man is neither by birth nor disposition a savage, nor of unsocial habits, but only becomes so by indulging in vices contrary to his nature.
Solon being asked, namely, what city was best to live in. That city, he replied, in which those who are not wronged, no less than those who are wronged, exert themselves to punish the wrongdoers.
Words will build no walls.
As small letters hurt the sight, so do small matters him that is too much intent upon them; they vex and stir up anger, which begets an evil habit in him in reference to greater affairs.
Rest is the sweet sauce of labor.
He who reflects on another man's want of breeding, shows he wants it as much himself
All men whilst they are awake are in one common world: but each of them, when he is asleep, is in a world of his own.
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