Now then, you dogs, whom the apostle puts outside and who yelp at the God of truth, let us come to your various questions.

I owe no duty to the forum, the election ground or the senate; I am ... no barking pleader, no judge, no soldier, no king; I have withdrawn from the populace. My only business is with myself. I have no care save not to care. The better life you would more enjoy in seclusion than in publicity. But you will decry me as indolent. ... None is born for another, being destined to die for himself.

And when will there be an end of marrying? I suppose, when there is an end of living.

I believe BECAUSE it's impossible.

Nature soaks every evil with either fear or shame.

Arguments about Scripture achieve nothing but a stomachache and a headache.

If the sky stands still, if the earth quakes, if there is famine, if there is pestilence, at once the cry is raised: Throw the Christians to the lions! So many to one?