Poverty treads close upon the heels of great and unexpected wealth.
Cats don't caress us-they caress themselves on us.
Gold like the sun, which melts wax, but hardens clay, expands great souls.
The most civilized people are as near to barbarism as the most polished steel is to rust. Nations, like metals, have only a superficial brilliancy.
It is, no doubt, an immense advantage to have done nothing, but one should not abuse it.
The absolute ruler may be a Nero, but he is sometimes a Titus or Marc Aurelius; the people is often Nero, but never Marc Aurelius.