Arms are my ornaments, warfare my repose.

Be temperate in your drinking, remembering that too much wine cannot keep either a secret or a promise.

Nay, what is worse, perhaps turn poet, which, they say, is an infectious and incurable distemper.

By such innovations are languages enriched, when the words are adopted by the multitude, and naturalized by custom.

The knowledge of yourself will preserve you from vanity.

Captivity is the greatest of all evils that can befall one.

Let the worst come to the worst.