For comic writers charge Socrates with making the worse appear the better reason.
The soul languishing in obscurity contracts a kind of rust, or abandons itself to the chimera of presumption; for it is natural for it to acquire something, even when separated from any one.
An evil-speaker differs from an evil-doer only in the want of opportunity.
Fear of the future is worse than one's present fortune.
Verse satire indeed is entirely our own.
In almost everything, experience is more valuable than precept.