Common Sense Among Men Of Fortune Is

We Are All Easily Taught To Imitate What Is Base And Depraved. [lat., Dociles Imitandis Turpibus Ac Pravis Omnes Sumus.]

All Arts His Own, The Hungry Greekling Counts; And Bid Him Mount The Skies, The Skies He Mounts.

Some Men Make Fortunes, But Not To Enjoy Them For, Blinded By Avarice, They Live To Make Fortunes.

The Grape Gains Its Purple Tinge By Looking At Another Grape. [lat., Uvaque Conspecta Livorem Ducit Ab Uva.]

Dat Veniam Corvis, Vexat Censura Columbas. - Censure Acquits The Raven, But Pursues The Dove.