For the poet is a light winged and holy thing, and there is no invention in him until he has been inspired and is out of his senses and the mind is no longer with him. When he has not attained this state he is powerless and unable to utter his oracles.
Man is a two-legged animal without feathers.
No law or ordinance is mightier than understanding.
To think truly is noble and to be deceived is base.
Many are the thyrsus-bearers, but few are the mystics.
No one is so cowardly that Love could not inspire him to heroism.