Ah, Though A Roman, I Am Not

One Half Of My Life Has Put The Other Half In The Grave.

It Takes Good Memory To Keep Up A Lie

These Flattering Mirrors Reflect Imperfectly What Is Within; The Countenance Is Often A Gay Deceiver. What Defects Of Mind Lie Hidden Under Its Beauty! What Fair Exteriors Conceal Base Souls!

A First Impulse Was Never A Crime.

He Who Does Not Fear Death Cares Naught For Threats.