“No other evil we know is faster than Rumor.”

Your descendants shall gather your fruits.

Let us go singing as far as we go: the road will be less tedious.

Through pain I’ve learned to comfort suffering men.

Maybe one day we shall be glad to remember even these hardships.

The descent into Hell is easy.

As it spreads, the rumor gains strength.

Spare the meek, but subdue the arrogant.

The noblest motive is the public good.

Let me rage before I die.

The only hope for the doomed, is no hope at all.

No other evil we know is faster than Rumor.

Death twitches my ear, live he says – I am coming.

A shifty, fickle object is woman, always.

Yield not to evils, but attack all the more boldly.

She nourishes the poison in her veins and is consumed by a secret fire.

When gods are contrary they stand by no one.

There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies.

When choosing between two evils, I always like to try the one I’ve never tried before.

I would rather be a little nobody, then to be a evil somebody.

Our labour preserves us from three great evils – weariness, vice, and want.

One who is injured ought not to return the injury, for on no account can it be right to do an injustice; and it is not right to return an injury, or to do evil to any man, however much we have suffered from him.

We never find out the strength of the evil impulse inside us until we try to fight it.

Don’t be evil- apparently people like it better than “Be good”.

It is a man’s own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways.