The Art Of Being A Slave Is

In A Rich Man's House There Is No Place To Spit But His Face.

Those Who Have Virtue Always In Their Mouths, And Neglect It In Practice, Are Like A Harp, Which Emits A Sound Pleasing To Others, While Itself Is Insensible Of The Music.

No Man Is Hurt But By Himself.

Good Men Nowhere, But Good Boys At Sparta.

I Am Not An Athenian Or A Greek, But A Citizen Of The World.