One who has given up any hope of winning a fight or has clearly lost it wants his style in fighting to be admired all the more.

I know of no better life purpose than to perish in attempting the great and the impossible.

Whether a man hides his bad qualities and vices or confesses them openly, his vanity wants to gain an advantage by it in both cases: just note how subtly he distinguishes between those he will hide his bad qualities from and those he will face honestly and candidly.

Let that day be lost to us on which we did not dance once!

I love all who are like heavy drops falling one by one out of the dark cloud that lowereth over man: they herald the coming of the lightning, and succumb as heralds.

The earth is like the breasts of a woman: useful as well as pleasing.

One can also be undignified and flattering toward a virtue.