A true friend is a friend when in difficulty
Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.
The ape, vilest of beasts, how like to us.
To open his lips is crime in a plain citizen.
He who has two languages has two souls.
A true friend is distinguished in the crisis of hazard and necessity; when the gallantry of his aid may show the worth of his soul and the loyalty of his heart.