The Greatest Pleasures Are Only Narrowly Separated

There Is No Being Of Any Race Who, If He Finds The Proper Guide, Cannot Attain To Virtue.

Not Only Is There An Art In Knowing A Thing, But Also A Certain Art In Teaching It.

This, Therefore, Is A Law Not Found In Books, But Written On The Fleshly Tablets Of The Heart, Which We Have Not Learned From Man, Received Or Read, But Which We Have Caught Up From Nature Herself, Sucked In And Imbibed; The Knowledge Of Which We Were Not Taught, But For Which We Were Made; We Received It Not By Education, But By Intuition.

Who Can Love The Man He Fears. Or By Who He Thinks He Is Himself Feared?

It Is A Crime To Put A Roman Citizen In Chains, It Is An Enormity To Flog One, Sheer Murder To Slay One: What, Then, Shall I Say Of Crucifixion? It Is Impossible To Find The Word For Such An Abomination.