Who Knoweth If To Die

Worse Than A True Evil Is It To Bear The Burden Of Faults That Are Not Truly Yours.

Cleverness Is Not Wisdom.

There Is Nothing More Hostile To A City That A Tyrant, Under Whom In The First And Chiefest Place, There Are Not Laws In Common, But One Man, Keeping The Law Himself To Himself, Has The Sway, And This Is No Longer Equal.

The Unrighteous Are Never Really Fortunate.

Who Knows But Life Be That Which Men Call Death, And Death What Men Call Life?