I suspect that hunger was my mother.

There's no such thing, you know, as picking out the best woman: it's only a question of comparative badness, brother.

Laws are subordinate to custom.

The gods play games with men as balls.

Nothing but heaven itself is better than a friend who is really a friend.

If you have overcome your inclination and not been overcome by it, you have reason to rejoice.

Vulgarity of manners defiles fine garments more than mud.