Flattery labors under the odious charge of servility.
The hatred of those who are near to us is most violent.
The principal office of history I take to be this: to prevent virtuous actions from being forgotten, and that evil words and deeds should fear an infamous reputation with posterity.
None make a greater show of sorrow than those who are most delighted.
The gods are on the side of the stronger.
It is not becoming to grieve immoderately for the dead.