You cannot make men good by law.

To play well the scenes in which we are 'on' concerns us much more than to guess about the scenes that follow it.

They say, 'The coward dies many times'; so does the beloved. Didn't the eagle find a fresh liver to tear in Prometheus every time it dined?

You can't really study people; you can only get to know them.

No more I do, your Majesty. But what's that got to do with it? I might as well die on a wild goose chase as die here.

Precisely because we cannot predict the moment, we must be ready at all moments.

Till that word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces?