True glory takes root, and even spreads; all false pretences, like flowers, fall to the ground; nor can any counterfeit last long.

As in the case of wines that improve with age, the oldest friendships ought to be the most delightful.

The spirit is the true self, not that physical figure which can be pointed out by your finger.

It is certain that memory contains not only philosophy, but all the arts and all that appertain to the use of life.

Democritus maintains that there can be no great poet without a spite of madness.

Anyone who has got a book collection/library and a garden wants for nothing.

But if you should take the bond of goodwill out of the universe no house or city could stand, nor would even the tillage of the fields abide. If that statement is not clear, then you may understand how great is the power of friendship and of concord from a consideration of the results of enmity and disagreement. For what house is so strong, or what state so enduring that it cannot be utterly overthrown by animosities and division?