“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.”

An angry man opens his mouth and shuts his eyes.

Be firm or mild as the occasion may require.

When you have decided to purchase a farm, be careful not to buy rashly; do not spare your visits and be not content with a single tour of inspection.

Moreover, I consider that Carthage should be destroyed.

There is a wide difference between true courage and a mere contempt of life.

The public has more interest in the punishment of an injury than he who receives it.

He who fears death has already lost the life he covets.

Woman is a violent and uncontrolled animal, and it is useless to let go the reins and then expect her not to kick over the traces.

Speech is the gift of all, but the thought of few.

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.

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.

I was walking down the street the other day and these construction workers were working on the roof hammering away. One of them told me I was a paranoid lunatic… in morse code.

I live my life like everyday is my last.

What i do in my personal time is about me. if other people dont agree, then it doesn’t matter ‘cos it’s my opinion and that’s what counts at the end of the day.

Yeah, it’s an off day when I don’t get somebody telling me how edible I smell. – Bella Swan.

For my everyday look, I don’t like going anywhere without eye makeup.

I hope one day your paper cranes grow up in dreams and fly away.

I wish my school days could have dragged on a little longer, or that I could go back and do it later in life.

It was a strange combination to absorb – the everyday concerns of the town doctor stuck in the middle of a discussion of his early days in seventeenth-century London.