We Seek And Offer Ourselves To Be

I Look Upon The Too Good Opinion That Man Has Of Himself, As The Nursing Mother Of All False Opinions, Both Public And Private.

The Study Of Books Is A Drowsy And Feeble Exercise Which Does Not Warm You Up.

After They Had Accustomed Themselves At Rome To The Spectacles Of The Slaughter Of Animals, They Proceeded To Those Of The Slaughter Of Men, To The Gladiators.

Not Because Socrates Said So,... I Look Upon All Men As My Compatriots.

A Little Folly Is Desirable In Him That Will Not Be Guilty Of Stupidity.