Plato found fault that the poets of his time filled the world with wrong opinions of the gods, making light tales of that unspotted essence, and therefore would not have the youth depraved with such opinions.

Fortify courage with the true rampart of patience.

They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.

O sweet woods, the delight of solitariness!

We become willing servants to the good by the bonds their virtues lay upon us.

There is nothing evil but what is within us; the rest is either natural or accidental.

Remember always, that man is a creature whose reason is often darkened with error.