“But I must at the very beginning lay down this principle – friendship can only exist between good men.”

Is not prosperity robbed of half its value if you have no one to share your joy?

The life given us, by nature is short; but the memory of a well-spent life is eternal.

What is dishonorably got, is dishonorably squandered.

A happy life consists in tranquility of mind.

What one has, one ought to use; and whatever he does, he should do with all his might.

The fruit of too much liberty is slavery.

Natural ability without education has more often raised a man to glory and virtue than education without natural ability.

It is the peculiar quality of a fool to perceive the faults of others and to forget his own.

Where is there dignity unless there is honesty?

Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him.

For books are more than books, they are the life, the very heart and core of ages past, the reason why men worked and died, the essence and quintessence of their lives.

Few are those who wish to be endowed with virtue rather than to seem so.

The countenance is the portrait of the soul, and the eyes mark its intention.

A room without books is like a body without a soul.

I prefer the most unfair peace to the most righteous war.

The life of the dead is placed on the memories of the living. The love you gave in life keeps people alive beyond their time. Anyone who was given love will always live on in another’s heart.

Here was a chimpanzee using a tool. That was object modification- the crude beginning of tool making.

I loved you in pain and when I began to bleed I called it magic.

When we began, we approached it the way we did because we were not prepared to be out-of-work musicians, ever. We said either take it on as a serious commodity or don’t do it at all.

Ran out of time, before we even began. How long will the road not taken be starved of footprints?

A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.

It’s time that we began to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

Woe to the statesman whose arguments for entering a war are not as convincing at its end as they were at the beginning, Bismarck had cautioned.

This is the end. For me the beginning of life.