A Third Heir Seldom Profits By Ill-gotten

Two Things Only The People Actually Desire: Bread And Circuses.

Nobody Ever Became Depraved All At Once. [lat., Nemo Repente Fuit Turpissimus.]

The Same Dish Cooked Over And Over Again Wears Out The Irksome Life Of The Teacher.

They Whose Sole Bliss Is Eating Can Give But That One Brutish Reason Why They Live.

Fortune Can, For Her Pleasure, Fools Advance, And Toss Them On The Wheels Of Chance.