Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.

All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.

Power, like a desolating pestilence, pollutes whatever it touches.

We are all Greeks. Our laws, our literature, our religion, our arts, have their root in Greece.

Those who love not their fellow-beings live unfruitful lives, and prepare for their old age a miserable grave.

The cloud of mind is discharging its collected lightning.

Chameleons feed on light and air: Poets food is love and fame.