The precepts of the law are these: to live honestly, to injure no one, and to give everyone else his due.

No one sees what is before his feet: they scan the tracks of heaven.

The long time to come when I shall not exist has more effect on me than this short present time, which nevertheless seems endless.

When time and need require, we should resist with all our might, and prefer death to slavery and disgrace.

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

A community is like the ones who govern it.

There is no grief which time does not lessen and soften.