Whoever is new to power is always harsh.

Death is easier than a wretched life; and better never to have born than to live and fare badly.

So in the Libyan fable it is told That once an eagle, stricken with a dart, Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft: With our own feathers, not by others' hands, Are we now smitten.

To make wail and lament for one's ill fortune, when one will win a tear from the audience, is well worthwhile.

Many men who transgress justice, honor appearance over reality.

The tongue of slander is too prompt with wanton malice to wound the stranger.

And though all streams flow from a single course to cleanse the blood from polluted hand, they hasten on their course in vain.