Doth some one say that there be gods above? There are not; no, there are not. Let no fool, Led by the old false fable, thus deceive you. Look at the facts themselves, yielding my words, No undue credence: for I say that kings kill, rob, break oaths, lay cities waste by fraud, And doing thus are happier than those, Who live calm pious lives day after day. All divinity is built-up from our good and evil luck.

The daughters of Sparta are never at home! They mingle with the young men in wrestling matches.

The greatest pleasure of life is love.

For no mortal ever attains to blessedness. One may be luckier than another when wealth flows his way, but blessed never.

Some wisdom you must learn from one who's wise

Every man is like the company he wont to keep.

If there are none [gods], All our toil is without meaning.