[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.

Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, advanced a stage or two upon that road which you must travel in the steps they trod.

To win the people, always cook them some savoury that pleases them.

I saw a cavalry captain buy vegetable soup on horseback. He carried the whole mess home in his helmet.

Men of sense often learn from their enemies. It is from their foes, not their friends, that cities learn the lesson of building high walls and ships of war.

How can I study from below, that which is above?

Shall I crack any of those old jokes, master, At which the audience never fail to laugh?