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Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.
A man may learn wisdom even from a foe.
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 . . .
By words the mind is winged.
The wise learn many things from their enemies.
Shall I crack any of those old jokes, master,<br>At which the audience never fail to laugh?
High thoughts must have high language.
You have all the characteristics of a popular politician: a horrible voice, bad breeding, and a vulgar manner.
Under every stone lurks a politician.
This is what extremely grieves us, that a man who never fought<br>Should contrive our fees to pilfer, on who for his native land<br>Never to this day had oar, or lance, or blister in his hand.
Let each man exercise the art he knows.