Marcus Tullius Cicero

Nature has planted in our minds an insatiable longing to see the truth.

What then is freedom? The power to live as one wishes.

It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.

As a young child my attention span was, as I remember it, rather short.

There will be a great loss of learning before the moon's full cycle is completed. Fire and floods will be fomented by ignorant rulers; much time will go by before it is rectified.

Why do men fight who were born to be brothers?