Aristoteles Quidem Ait: 'omnes Ingeniosos Melancholicos Esse.'

Within The Character Of The Citizen, Lies The Welfare Of The Nation.

In Men Of The Highest Character And Noblest Genius There Is To Be Found An Insatiable Desire For Honor, Command, Power, And Glory.

Nothing Is So Difficult To Believe That Oratory Cannot Make It Acceptable, Nothing So Rough And Uncultured As Not To Gain Brilliance And Refinement From Eloquence.

Do Not Blame Caesar, Blame The People Of Rome Who Have So Enthusiastically Acclaimed And Adored Him And Rejoiced In Their Loss Of Freedom And Danced In His Path And Gave Him Triumphal Processions. Blame The People Who Hail Him When He Speaks In The Forum Of The 'new, Wonderful Good Society' Which Shall Now Be Rome, Interpreted To Mean 'more Money, More Ease, More Security, More Living Fatly At The Expense Of The Industrious.'

This Wine Is Forty Years Old. It Certainly Doesn't Show Its Age.