How swiftly the strained honey of afternoon light flows into darkness and the closed bud shrugs off its special mystery in order to break into blossom: as if what exists, exists so that it can be lost and become precious
It is human to hate those whom we have injured.
Men are more ready to repay an injury than a benefit, because gratitude is a burden and revenge a pleasure
Augustus gradually increased his powers, taking over those of the senate, the executives and the laws. The aristocracy received wealth and position in proportion to their willingness to accept slavery. The state had been transformed, and the old Roman character gone for ever. Equality among citizens was completely abandoned. All now waited on the imperial command.
The more numerous the laws, the more corrupt the government.
Crime, once exposed, has no refuge but in audacity.
The lust for power, for dominating others, inflames the heart more than any other passion.
If we lose our sanity. . . We can but howl the lugubrious howl of idiots, the howl of the utterly lost howling their nowhereness.
I must know, he thinks. It must be clear to me. There is a world which is closed to him, a world of shadings, gradations, nuances, and subtleties. He is a genius and yet he is too explicit. June slips between his fingers. You cannot posses without loving.
People used to complain to me all the time, 'I can't even hear you sing because your clothes are so loud.
We're strong; We're very dedicated to what we do; We believe in ourselves; We go for what we want in life; We've made a mark in this world for ourselves.