How can life be worth living, if devoid Of the calm trust reposed by friend in friend? What sweeter joy than in the kindred soul, Whose converse differs not from self-communion?

A true friend is tested in adversity.

The Roman state stands by ancient customs, and its manhood.

The victor is not victorious if the vanquished does not consider himself so

He who has two languages has two souls.

To open his lips is crime in a plain citizen.

No one regards what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars.