“A man may learn wisdom even from a foe.”

Under every stone lurks a politician.

Comedy too can sometimes discern what is right. I shall not please, but I shall say what is true.

If a man owes me money, I never seem to forget. But if I do the owing, I somehow never remember.

Mix and knead together all the state business as you do for your sausages. To win the people, always cook them some savory that pleases them.

Surely you do not believe in the gods. What’s your argument? Where’s your proof?

The truth is forced upon us, very quickly, by a foe.

Even if you persuade me, you won’t persuade me.

Weak mortals, chained to the earth, creatures of clay as frail as the foliage of the woods, you unfortunate race, whose life is but darkness, as unreal as a shadow, the illusion of a dream.

Men of sense often learn from their enemies. It is from their foes, not their friends, that cities learn the lesson of building high walls and ships of war.

If you strike upon a thought that baffles you, break off from that entanglement and try another, so shall your wits be fresh to start again.

Let each man exercise the art he knows.

An actor should refine public taste.

Comedy is allied to justice.

One bush, they say, can never hide two thieves.

No man is really honest; none of us is above the influence of gain.

It is the compelling power of great thoughts and ideas to engender phrases of equal size.

You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.

When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.

Fretting grief the enemy of life.

Conservatives believe in providing Constitutional rights to our citizens, not to enemy combatants like Khalid Sheikh Mohammed.

When I did not become enemies, then I understand that there was nothing standing.

A man can condemn his enemies, but it’s wiser to know them.

The cortex is the enemy.

It is one of the great troubles of life that we cannot have any unmixed emotions. There is always something in our enemy that we like, and something in our sweetheart that we dislike.