Quarreling must lead to disorder, and disorder exhaustion.

For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors, and laugh at them in our turn?

It is permitted to learn even from an enemy.

All our enemies are mortal.

An injury is much sooner forgotten than an insult.

The envious die not once, but as often as the envied win applause.

How can we bear misfortune most easily? If we see our enemies faring worse.

Do we want laurels for ourselves most, / Or most that no one else shall have any?

Rivalry is the whetstone of talent.

He laughs best who laughs last.

I tell you, there is such a thing as creative hate!

Envy and hatred are apt to blind the eyes and render them unable to behold things as they are.

What mighty contests rise from trivial things.