We are more wicked together than separately. If you are forced to be in a crowd, then most of all you should withdraw into yourself.
He who does not prevent a crime, when he can, encourages it.
The point is, not how long you live, but how nobly you live.
The way to wickedness is always through wickedness.
Light griefs do speak, while sorrow's tongue is bound.
Plato once wanted to punish one of his slaves and asked his nephew to do the actual whipping for he himself did not own his anger.