Words give wings to the mind and make a man soar to heaven.
Times change. The vices of your age are stylish today.
Have you ever, looking up, seen a cloud like to a Centaur, a Part, or a Wolf, or a Bull?
Even if you persuade me, you won’t persuade me.
[Y]ou possess all the attributes of a demagogue; a screeching, horrible voice, a perverse, crossgrained nature and the language of the market-place. In you all is united which is needful for governing.
These impossible women! How they do get around us! The poet was right: can't live with them, or without them!