“Is it a simple form of madness to lose a hundred thousand sesterces, and not have a shirt to give to a shivering slave?”

A lucky man is rarer than a white crow.

Where talent is lacking, anger writes poetry.

This precept descended from Heaven: know thyself.

Vice can deceive under the guise and shadow of virtue.

Every great house is full of haughty servants.

Many commit the same crime with a very different result. One bears a cross for his crime; another a crown.

The love of money grows as the money itself grows.

Some men make fortunes, but not to enjoy them for, blinded by avarice, they live to make fortunes.

Luxury is more deadly than any foe.

No one rejoices more in revenge than woman.

There is nothing worse than words of kindness that lie.

Who will watch the watchers?

Give up all hope of peace so long as your mother-in-law is alive.

It is not easy for men to rise whose qualities are thwarted by poverty.

Dare to do things worthy of imprisonment if you mean to be of consequence.

Now we suffer the evils of a long peace; luxury more cruel than war broods over us and avenges a conquered world.

Above all, do not lose your desire to walk.

Recovery isn’t an end-game. It’s an every day, by the grace of God, I choose me, I choose them, I’ve come this far, I will not go back, war for my soul that I will not lose.

I searched for you long enough to lose myself.

We cannot afford to lose the Negro. We have urgent need of all and more. Let us therefore turn our efforts to making the best of him.

You can’t lose the essence of a song. I try to enhance it more than anything else.

To live without you is to lose myself everyday.

Never lose good in you for the better in someone else.

What I love the most about us is that we are fully committed to each other without losing ourselves.