It is not noble to return evil for evil, at no time ought we to do an injury to our neighbors.

The deity on purpose [sings] the liveliest of all lyrics through the most miserable poet.

No town can live peacefully whatever its laws when its citizens do nothing but feast and drink and tire themselves out in the cares of love

He who without the Muse's madness in his soul comes knocking at the door of poesy and thinks that art will make him anything fit to be called a poet, finds that the poetry which he indites in his sober senses is beaten hollow by the poetry of madmen.

Those wretches who never have experienced the sweets of wisdom and virtue, but spend all their time in revels and debauches, sink downward day after day, and make their whole life one continued series of errors.

One cannot make a slave of a free person, for a free person is free even in a prison.

When you admonish a wrongdoer, do so gently, that it may not lead to hostility.