Already long ago, from when we sold our vote to no man, the People have abdicated our duties; for the People who once upon a time handed out military command, high civil office, legions — everything, now restrains itself and anxiously hopes for just two things: bread and circuses.

Rare is the union of beauty and purity.

It is sheer madness to live in want in order to be wealthy when you die.

A sound mind in a sound body is a thing to be prayed for.

Censure pardons the ravens but rebukes the doves. [The innocent are punished and the wicked escape.]

Peace visits not the guilty mind.

The love of popularity holds you in a vice.