The poor wretches have convinced themselves that they are going to be immortal and live for all time, by worshipping that crucified sophist and living under his laws...they receive these doctrines by tradition, without any definite evidence. So if any charlatan or trickster comes among them, he quickly acquires wealth by imposing upon these simple people.

The only business of the historian is to relate things exactly as they are: this he can never do as long as he is afraid

Poverty persuades a man to do and suffer everything that he may escape from it.

The wealth of the soul is the only true wealth.

The lips are closed, for the dancer has plenty of other voices at his service.

Realize that true happiness lies within you.

Dancing is as old as love.