Whoever fights, whoever falls, Justice conquers evermore
The love of novels is the preference of sentiment to the senses.
When we are exalted by ideas, we do not owe this to Plato, but to the idea, to which also Plato was debtor.
All good conversation, manners, and action come from a spontaneity which forgets usages and makes the moment great.
Every actual State is corrupt. Good men must not obey the laws too well.
A day for toil, an hour for sport, but for a friend is life too short.