It is our own evil thoughts which madden us.

There is a certain virtue in every good man, which night and day stirs up the mind with the stimulus of glory, and reminds it that all mention of our name will not cease at the same time with our lives, but that our fame will endure to all posterity.

You may never be less alone than when you are alone.

No one could ever meet death for his country without the hope of immortality.

Times are bad. Children no longer obey their parents, and everyone is writing a book.

The face is a picture of the mind with the eyes as its interpreter.

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?