The old Romans all wished to have a king over them because they had not yet tasted the sweetness of freedom.
Woe to the conquered.
Truth, they say, is but too often in difficulties, but is never finally suppressed.
We can endure neither our vices nor the remedies for them.
They are more than men at the outset of their battles; at the end they are less than the women.
No law can possibly meet the convenience of every one: we must be satisfied if it be beneficial on the whole and to the majority.
