They fought indeed and were slain, but it was to maintain the luxury and the wealth of other men.

I, for my part, wonder of what sort of feeling, mind or reason that man was possessed who was first to pollute his mouth with gore, and to allow his lips to touch the flesh of a murdered being: who spread his table with the mangled forms of dead bodies, and claimed as daily food and dainty dishes what but now were beings endowed with movement, perception and with voice. …but for the sake of some little mouthful of flesh, we deprive a soul of the sun and light, and of that portion of life and time it had been born in to the world to enjoy.

Those who aim at great deeds must also suffer greatly.

Custom is almost a second nature.

So also it is good not always to make a friend of the person who is expert in twining himself around us; but, after testing them, to attach ourselves to those who are worthy of our affection and likely to be serviceable to us.

The giving of riches and honors to a wicked man is like giving strong wine to him that hath a fever.

Time which diminishes all things increases understanding for the aging.