The question was put to him, what hope is; and his answer was, "The dream of a waking man."
What I like to drink most is wine that belongs to others.
To arrive at perfection, a man should have very sincere friends or inveterate enemies; because he would be made sensible of his good or ill conduct, either by the censures of the one or the admonitions of the other.
The art of being a slave is to rule one's master.
It is not that I am mad, it is only that my head is different from yours.
Calumny is only the noise of madmen.