The childless escape much misery.

This is slavery, not to speak one's thought.

This is true liberty, when free-born men, having to advise the public, may speak free.

Mankind . . . possesses two supreme blessings. First of these is the goddess Demeter, or Earth whichever name you choose to call her by. It was she who gave to man his nourishment of grain. But after her there came the son of Semele, who matched her present by inventing liquid wine as his gift to man. For filled with that good gift, suffering mankind forgets its grief; from it comes sleep; with it oblivion of the troubles of the day. There is no other medicine for misery.

The care of God for us is a great thing, if a man believe it at heart: it plucks the burden of sorrow from him.

If a man rejoice not in his drinking, he is mad; for in drinking it's possible ... to fondle breasts, and to caress well tended locks, and there is dancing withal, and oblivion of woe.

None can hold fortune still and make it last.