Music is the only sensual gratification which mankind may indulge in to excess without injury to their moral or religious feelings.
Many actions calculated to procure fame are not conducive to ultimate happiness.
Facts are plain spoken; hopes and figures are its aversion.
What can that man fear who takes care to please a Being that is able to crush all his adversaries?
Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
My voice is still for war. Gods! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death?