Bad Men Hate Sin Through Fear Of

Many Commit The Same Crime With A Very Different Result. One Bears A Cross For His Crime; Another A Crown.

Trust Me No Tortures Which The Poets Feign Can Match The Fierce Unutterable Pain He Feels, Who Night And Day Devoid Of Rest Carries His Own Accuser In His Breast.

Dare To Do Something Worth Of Exile And Prison If You Mean To Be Anybody. Virtue Is Praised And Left To Freeze. [lat., Aude Aliquid Brevibus Gyaris Et Carcere Dignum Si Vis Esse Aliquis. Probitas Laudatur Et Alget.]

The Sicilian Tyrants Never Devised A Greater Punishment Than Envy.

There Are Many Things Which May Not Be Uttered By Men In Threadbare Coats.