An old man is twice a child, and so is a drunken man.
Only a philosopher's mind grows wings, since its memory always keeps it as close as possible to those realities by being close to which the gods are divine.
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.
The gods' service is tolerable, man's intolerable.
The eyes of the soul of the multitudes are unable to endure the vision of the divine.
Let nobody speak mischief of anybody.