They (the poets) are to us in a manner the fathers and authors of the wisdom.

A fit of laughter, which has been indulged to excess, almost always produces a violent reaction.

You must base the Wisdom on Love.

To conquer oneself is the best and noblest victory; to be vanquished by one's own nature is the worst and most ignoble defeat.

Remember how in that communion only, beholding beauty with the eye of the mind, he will be enabled to bring forth, not images of beauty, but realities (for he has hold not of an image but of a reality), and bringing forth and nourishing true virtue to become the friend of God and be immortal, if mortal man may.

To fear death, gentlemen, is no other then to think oneself wise when one is not, to think one knows what one does not know.

Better a little which is well done, than a great deal imperfectly.