In a republic this rule ought to be observed: that the majority should not have the predominant power.

What is more agreeable than one's home?

No man can be brave who thinks pain the greatest evil; nor temperate, who considers pleasure the highest good.

What we call pleasure, and rightly so is the absence of all pain.

Thus nature has no love for solitude, and always leans, as it were, on some support; and the sweetest support is found in the most intimate friendship.

By doubting we come at truth.

Cicero is dead! Cicero is born! The laughter has filled me, filled me so very completely. I am the laughter. I am the jester. The soul that has served as my constant companion for so long has breached the veil of the Void finally and forever. It is now in me. It is me. The world has seen the last of Cicero the man. Behold Cicero, Fool of Hearts - laughter incarnate!