To the ignorant, even the words of wise seem foolishness.
Mobs in their emotions are much like children, subject to the same tantrums and fits of fury.
Those who look for filth, can find it at the height of noon.
I think it makes small difference to the dead, if they are buried in the tokens of luxury. All that is an empty glorification left for those who live.
Courage may be taught as a child us taught to speak.
Gods should not resemble men in their anger!