When I think over what I have said, I envy dumb people.

It is the practice of the multitude to bark at eminent men, as little dogs do at strangers.

Golden roofs break men's rest.

Go on and increase in valor, O boy! this is the path to immortality.

I do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which is the proper judge of the man.

We should conduct ourselves not as if we ought to live for the body, but as if we could not live without it.

We should every night call ourselves to an account: What infirmity have I mastered today? What passions opposed? What temptation resisted? What virtue acquired? Our vices will abate of themselves if they be brought every day to the shrift.