Nothing made by brute force lasts.
Everyone who got where he is has had to begin where he was.
Wine is bottled poetry.
Nothing more strongly arouses our disgust than cannibalism, yet we make the same impression on Buddhists and vegetarians, for we feed on babies, though not our own.
I know what happiness is, for I have done good work.
I hazard the guess that man will be ultimately known for a mere polity of multifarious, incongruous, and independent denizens.