I would like to suggest that our minds are swamped by too much study and by too much matter just as plants are swamped by too much water or lamps by too much oil; that our minds, held fast and encumbered by so many diverse preoccupations, may well lose the means of struggling free, remaining bowed and bent under the load; except that it is quite otherwise: the more our souls are filled, the more they expand; examples drawn from far-off times show, on the contrary, that great soldiers ad statesmen were also great scholars.

Even opinion is of force enough to make itself to be espoused at the expense of life.

Fame and tranquility can never be bedfellows.

The corruption of the age is made up by the particular contribution of every individual man; some contribute treachery, others injustice, atheism, tyranny, avarice, cruelty, according to their power.

Wine is the benevolent god, who gives back gaiety to men and restores youth to the old.

Taking it all in all, I find it is more trouble to watch after money than to get it.

Socrates thought and so do I that the wisest theory about the gods is no theory at all.