“Be firm or mild as the occasion may require.”

Grasp the subject, the words will follow.

Anger so clouds the mind that it cannot perceive the truth.

From lightest words sometimes the direst quarrel springs.

You should summon your overseer the next day, and should call for a report of what work has been done in good season and why it has not been possible to complete the rest, and what wine and corn and other crops have been gathered.

I think the first virtue is to restrain the tongue; he approaches nearest to gods who knows how to be silent, even though he is in the right.

The hero saves us. Praise the hero! Now, who will save us from the hero?

Buy not what you want, but what you have need of; what you do not want is dear at a farthing.

Lighter is the wound foreseen.

Wise men learn more from fools than fools from the wise.

When you have observed how the field work has progressed, what things have been done, and what remains undone.

You must keep her on a tight rein.

All mankind rules its women, and we rule all mankind, but our women rule us.

I prefer to do right and get no thanks than to do wrong and receive no punishment.

Furthermore, I think Carthage must be destroyed.

The more you go, the more will the place please you, if it be worth your attention. Give heed to the appearance of the neighbourhood.

Not at all. Once they have achieved equality, they will be your masters . . .

I shall be obliged to wander to the right and to the left, that I may investigate and discover the truth.

A fretful temper will divide the closest knot that may be tied, by ceaseless sharp corrosion; a temper passionate and fierce may suddenly your joys disperse at one immense explosion.

The many many imponderables come together when a film opens and for all sorts of reasons it may or may not succeed.

Books are faithful repositories, which may be awhile neglected or forgotten, but when they are opened again, will again impart their instruction.

If an investigative reporter finds out that someone has been robbing the store, that may be ‘gotcha’ journalism, but it’s also good journalism.

A drop of ink may make a million think.

Language most shows a man, speak that I may see thee.

I pulled myself up and told myself to stop these ridiculous thoughts, wondering why it is that we can never stop trying to analyse the motives of people who have no personal interest in us, in the vain hope of finding that perhaps they may have just a little after all.