Lycurgus, Numa, Moses, Jesus Christ, Mohammed, all these great rogues, >>
One weeps not save when one is afraid, and that is why kings are tyran >>
Happiness lies neither in vice nor in virtue; but in the manner we app >>
If the secret sorrows of everyone could be read on their forehead, how >>
If a madman were to come into this room with a stick in his hand, no d >>
Pity is for living, envy is for dead. >>
Humane sentiments are baseless, mad, and improper; they are incredibly feeble; never do they withstand the gainsaying passions, never do they resist bare necessity.