The wretch who lives without freedom feels like dressing in the mud from the streets Those who have you, o Liberty, do not know. you. Those who do not have you should not speak of you, but win you.
To beautify life is to give it an object.
A grain of poetry suffices to season a century.
Oh, what company good poets are!
He who could have been a torch and stoops to being a pair of jaws is a deserter.
The first duty of a man is to think for himself