There Are No True Friends In Politics.

In This Statement, My Scipio, I Build On Your Own Admirable Definition, That There Can Be No Community, Properly So Called, Unless It Be Regulated By A Combination Of Rights. And By This Definition It Appears That A Multitude Of Men May Be Just As Tyrannical As A Single Despot And Indeed This Is The Most Odious Of All Tyrannies, Since No Monster Can Be More Barbarous Than The Mob, Which Assumes The Name And Mask Of The People.

. . . For Until That God Who Rules All The Region Of The Sky . . . Has Freed You From The Fetters Of Your Body, You Cannot Gain Admission Here. Men Were Created With The Understanding That They Were To Look After That Sphere Called Earth, Which You See In The Middle Of The Temple. Minds Have Been Given To Them Out Of The Eternal Fires You Call Fixed Stars And Planets, Those Spherical Solids Which, Quickened With Divine Minds, Journey Through Their Circuits And Orbits With Amazing Speed.

Let Each Man Have According To His Deserts.

A Good Orator Is Pointed And Impassioned.

Within The Character Of The Citizen, Lies The Welfare Of The Nation.