Trees, though they are cut and loped, grow up again quickly, but if men are destroyed, it is not easy to get them again.
If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottage princes' palaces.
While civilization has been improving our houses, it has not equally improved the men who are to inhabit them. It has created palaces, but it was not so easy to create noblemen and kings.
Men rise from one ambition to another: first, they seek to secure themselves against attack, and then they attack others.
Men acquire a particular quality by constantly acting in a particular way.
But if you ask what is the good of education in general, the answer is easy; that education makes good men, and that good men act nobly.
He is now rising from affluence to poverty.
Associate with men of good quality if you esteem your own reputation; for it is better to be alone than in bad company.
Associate yourself with men of good quality if you esteem your own reputation. It is better be alone than in bad company.
Men of sense often learn from their enemies. It is from their foes, not their friends, that cities learn the lesson of building high walls and ships of war.
For both faith and want of faith have destroyed men alike.
An avowal of poverty is no disgrace to any man; to make no effort to escape it is indeed disgraceful.
Play not with paradoxes. That caustic which you handle in order to scorch others may happen to sear your own fingers and make them dead to the quality of things.
It's not easy to cut through a human head with a hacksaw.
Time and money spent in helping men to do more for themselves is far better than mere giving.
Feminists wish women to seem like men. They're not men.
As great as kings may be, they are what we are: they can err like other men.
Can't you read? The score demands "con amore," and what are you doing? You are playing it like married men!
Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony.
The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.
From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.
The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.
Few men have virtue to withstand the highest bidder.
That all who have ever been born men from the beginning of creation, and are deceased, are either in heaven or in hell, follows from those things which have been said and shown in the preceding article, namely, that Heaven and Hell are from the human race.
It is not titles that honor men, but men that honor titles.