“Nothing common can seem worthy of you.”

I am a man of my word.

Make haste cautiously.

Have I played the part well? Then applaud as I exit.

Better a cautious commander, and not a rash one.

To seek to keep the established constitution unchanged argues a good citizen and a good man.

If you want rainbow, you have to deal with the rain.

I’d always thought the world was a wish-granting factory.

Keep our marriage alive, and farewell.

Everyone wants to lead an extraordinary life.

Behold them, conquerors of the world, the toga-clad race of Romans!

Just as men must give up economic control when their wives share the responsibility for the family’s financial well-being, women must give up exclusive parental control when their husbands assume more responsibility for child care.

If we could survive without a wife, citizens of Rome, all of us would do without that nuisance; but since nature has so decreed that we cannot manage comfortably with them, nor live in any way without them, we must plan for our lasting preservation rather than for our temporary pleasure.

The greatest impediments to changes in our traditional roles seem to lie not in the visible world of conscious intent, but in the murky realm of the unconscious mind.

I found Rome a city of bricks and left it a city of marble.

I came to see a king, not a row of corpses.

Practice, the master of all things.

A complete need should not exist love, life in common with loved ones?

All the best have something in common, a regard for reality, an agreement to its primacy over the imagination.

Poets yearn, of course, to be published, read, and understood, but they do little, if anything, to set themselves above the common herd and the daily grind.

Uncommon men require no common trust; give him but scope and he will set the bounds.

Selfish interest is one of the most common obstructions to the advance of truth.

The best that we can do is to be kindly and helpful toward our friends and fellow passengers who are clinging to the same speck of dirt while we are drifting side by side to our common doom.

The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.

I am for America because America is for the common people.