The cautious seldom err.
The scholar who cherishes the love of comfort is not fit to be deemed a scholar.
I have not seen a person who loved virtue, or one who hated what was not virtuous. He who loved virtue would esteem nothing above it.
While you are not able to serve men, how can you serve spirits [of the dead]?... While you do not know life, how can you know about death?
He with whom neither slander that gradually soaks into the mind, nor statements that startle like a wound in the flesh, are successful may be called intelligent indeed.