Boasting, like gilded armour, is very different inside from outside.
We have complicated every simple gift of the gods.
He has the most who is most content with the least.
I am Diogenes the Dog. I nuzzle the kind, bark at the greedy and bite scoundrels.
Aren't you ashamed, you who walk backward along the whole path of existence, and blame me for walking backward along the path of the promenade?
The mob is the mother of tyrants.