The wisdom of men is worth little or nothing.
The beginning is the chiefest part of any work.
The only real ill-doing is the deprivation of knowledge.
Between knowledge of what really exists and ignorance of what does not exist lies the domain of opinion. It is more obscure than knowledge, but clearer than ignorance.
I do not live to play, but I play in order that I may live, and return with greater zest to the labors of life.
Not only is the old man twice a child, but also the man who is drunk.