He who doesn't sin, is the greatest sinner of all.

It is wisdom in prosperity, when all is as thou wouldn't have it, to fear and suspect the worst.

Besides, it happens (how, I cannot tell) that an idea launched like a javelin in proverbial form strikes with sharper point on the hearer's mind and leaves implanted barbs for meditation.

By identifying the new learning with heresy, you make orthodoxy synonymous with ignorance.

To know nothing is the happiest life.

War is sweet to those who have not experienced it.

Now what else is the whole life of mortals, but a sort of comedy in which the various actors, disguised by various costumes and masks, walk on and play each ones part until the manager walks them off the stage?