All Evils Are Equal When They Are

A Good Memory Is Needed After One Has Lied.

Just As We Never Taste Happiness In Perfection, Our Most Fortunate Successes Are Mixed With Sadness. So Too We Never Taste Sadness Completely, As Things Could Always Be Worse In Some Way And For This We Can Be Grateful.

Heaven Often Regulates Effects By Their Causes, And Pays The Wicked What They Have Deserved.

One Doesn't Wish To See Those To Whom One Owes So Much.

I Am Roman, Alas, Because Horace Is Roman.