We Cannot Employ The Mind To Advantage

What We Call Pleasure, And Rightly So Is The Absence Of All Pain.

Let The Punishment Be Proportionate To The Offense.

This Wine Is Forty Years Old. It Certainly Doesn't Show Its Age.

O Philosophy, Life's Guide! O Searcher-out Of Virtue And Expeller Of Vices! What Could We And Every Age Of Men Have Been Without Thee? Thou Hast Produced Cities; Thou Hast Called Men Scattered About Into The Social Enjoyment Of Life. [lat., O Vitae Philosophia Dux! O Virtutis Indagatrix, Expultrixque Vitiorum! Quid Non Modo Nos, Sed Omnino Vita Hominum Sine Et Esse Potuisset? Tu Urbes Peperisti; Tu Dissipatos Homines In Societatum Vitae Convocasti.]

He Does Not Seem To Me To Be A Free Man Who Does Not Sometimes Do Nothing.