Who knows if to live is to be dead, and to be dead, to live? And we really, it may be, are dead; in fact I once heard sages say that we are now dead, and the body is our tomb.

A disorderly mob is no more an army than a heap of building materials is a house

Life without enquiry is not worth living for a man.

I only wish that ordinary people had an unlimited capacity for doing harm; then they might have an unlimited power for doing good.

I only know that I know nothing

The greatest way to live with honor in this world is to be what we pretend to be.

All wars are fought for the acquisition of wealth