Good and bad may not be dissevered; There is, as there should be, a commingling.
The mob gets out of hand, runs wild, worse than raging fire, while the man who stands apart is called a coward.
A wise fellow who is also worthless always charms the rabble.
Love distills desire upon the eyes, love brings bewitching grace into the heart.
To have found you is a dear happiness; and to be Apollo's son is beyond all my hopes; but there is something I want to say to you alone. Come; this is a private matter between us two - anything you tell me shall be as secret as the grave.
This is true liberty, when free-born men, having to advise the public, may speak free.