Being conscious of having done a wicked action leaves stings of remorse behind it, which, like an ulcer in the flesh, makes the mind smart with perpetual wounds; for reason, which chases away all other pains, creates repentance, shames the soul with confusion, and punishes it with torment.
PlutarchThe present offers itself to our touch for only an instant of time and then eludes the senses.
PlutarchIt is easy to utter what has been kept silent, but impossible to recall what has been uttered.
PlutarchI don't need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.
PlutarchAs in the case of painters, who have undertaken to give us a beautiful and graceful figure, which may have some slight blemishes, we do not wish then to pass over such blemishes altogether, nor yet to mark them too prominently. The one would spoil the beauty, and the other destroy the likeness of the picture.
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