Retain The Wind By Compressing The Belly.

Of Two Evils Choose The Least.

You'll See Certain Pythagorean Whose Belief In Communism Of Property Goes To Such Lengths That They Pick Up Anything Lying About Unguarded, And Make Off With It Without A Qualm Of Conscience As If It Had Come To Them By Law.

In Short, No Association Or Alliance Can Be Happy Or Stable Without Me. People Can't Long Tolerate A Ruler, Nor Can A Master His Servant, A Maid Her Mistress, A Teacher His Pupil, A Friend His Friend Nor A Wife Her Husband, A Landlord His Tenant, A Soldier His Comrade Nor A Party-goer His Companion, Unless They Sometimes Have Illusions About Each Other, Make Use Of Flattery, And Have The Sense To Turn A Blind Eye And Sweeten Life For Themselves With The Honey Of Folly.

The Entire World Is My Temple, And A Very Fine One Too, If I'm Not Mistaken, And I'll Never Lack Priests To Serve It As Long As There Are Men.

What Is Popularly Called Fame Is Nothing But An Empty Name And A Legacy From Paganism.