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.
The hour which gives us life begins to take it away.
Life without literary studies is death.
There is nothing after death, and death itself is nothing.
No man is free who is a slave to the flesh.
Be wary of the man who urges an action in which he himself incurs no risk.