Let no one think of me that I am humble or weak or passive; let them understand I am of a different kind: dangerous to my enemies, loyal to my friends. To such a life glory belongs.
Come, God -- Bromius, Bacchus, Dionysus -- burst into life, burstinto being, be a mighty bull,a hundred-headed snake,a fire-breathing lion. Burst into smiling life, oh Bacchus!
Arm yourself, my heart: the thing that you must do is fearful, yet inevitable.
The same man cannot be skilled in everything each has his special excellence.
To persevere trusting in what hopes he has is courage in a man. The coward despairs.
I would prefer as a friend a good man who is ignorant than one more clever who is evil too.
God hates violence. He has ordained that all men fairly possess their property, not seize it.
Events will take their course, it is no good of being angry at them he is happiest who wisely turns them to the best account.
That mortal is a fool who, prospering, thinks his life has any strong foundation; since our fortune's course of action is the reeling way a madman takes, and no one person is ever happy all the time.
Anger exceeding limits causes fear and excessive kindness eliminates respect.
The wisest men follow their own directionAnd listen to no prophet guiding them.None but the fools believe in oracles,Forsaking their own judgment.
I understand too well the dreadful actI'm going to commit, but my judgementcan't check my anger, and that incitesthe greatest evils human beings do.
I know indeed what evil I intend to do, but stronger than all my afterthoughts is my fury, fury that brings upon mortals the greatest evils.
He is life's liberating force.He is release of limbs and communion through dance.He is laughter, and music in flutes. He is repose from all cares -- he is sleep!When his blood bursts from the grapeand...
We understand and recognize what is good, but we do not labor to bring it to fulfillment, some of us out of laziness, some because we put something else, some pleasure, before virtue--and there are ma...
The man is happiest who lives from day to day and asks no more, garnering the simple goodness of life.
When a good man is hurt, all who would be called good must suffer with him.
What other creatures are bred so exquisitely and purposefully for mistreatment as women are?
Since I am wise, some people envy me,some think I'm idle, some the opposite,and some feel threatened. Yet I'm not all that wise.
Knowledge is not wisdom: cleverness is not, not without awareness of our death, not without recalling just how brief our flare is. He who overreaches will, in his overreaching, lose what he possesses,...