Nothing deters a good man from doing what is honourable.
The mind makes the nobleman, and uplifts the lowly to high degree.
No one can hold absolute power for long, controlled power endures.
Anger is like a ruin, which, in falling upon its victim, breaks itself to pieces.
We haven't time to spare to hear whether it was between Italy and Sicily that he ran into a storm or somewhere outside the world we know-when every day we're running into our own storms, spiritual storms, and driven by vice into all the troubles that Ulysses ever knew.
We are all sinful. Therefore whatever we blame in another we shall find in our own bosoms.