For the good, when praised, feel something of disgust, if to excess commended.
Mobs in their emotions are much like children, subject to the same tantrums and fits of fury.
Toil, says the proverb, is the sire of fame.
The gift of a bad man can bring no good.
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.
The wise with hope support the pains of life.