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.

Those who have not, and live in want, are a menace, Ridden with envy and fooled by demagogues.

Do not mistake the rule of force for true power. Men are not shaped by force.

How base a thing it is when a man will struggle with necessity! We have to die.

We must believe in the gods no longer if injustice is to prevail over justice.

I hate it in friends when they come too late to help.

Happy the man whose lot it is to know The secrets of the earth. He hastens not To work his fellows hurt by unjust deeds, But with rapt admiration contemplates Immortal Nature's ageless harmony, And how and when the order came to be.