It is true greatness to have in one the frailty of a man and the security of a god.

The miserable are sacred.

See how many are better off than you are, but consider how many are worse.

This is the difference between us Romans and the Etruscans: We believe that lightning is caused by clouds colliding, whereas they believe that clouds collide in order to create lightning. Since they attribute everything to gods, they are led to believe not that events have a meaning because they have happened, but that they happen in order to express a meaning.

Poverty with joy isn't poverty at all. The poor man is not one who has little, but one who hankers after more.

No one should feel pride in anything that is not his own.

Light cares speak, great ones are speechless. -Curae leves loquuntur ingentes stupent