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.

Be grateful. By slaying you now, I spare you an eternity of torment.

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

Wise is the person at either end. Who can in due measure spare as well as spend.

The world is fleeting; all things pass away; Or is it we that pass and they that stay?

The wealth of the soul is the only true wealth.

Avarice is a cursed vice: offer a man enough gold, and he will part with his own small hoard of food, however great his hunger.