Luxury, that alluring pest with fair forehead, which, yielding always to the will of the body, throws a deadening influence over the senses, and weakens the limbs more than the drugs of Circe's cup.
Clemency alone makes us equal to the gods.
Nothing can allay the rage of biting envy.
Whoever desires is always poor.
The best manners are stained by haughtiness.
Liberty begets license.