Do You Expect, Forsooth, That A Mother

One Man Meets An Infamous Punishment For That Crime Which Confers A Diadem On Others.

The Love Of Money Grows As The Money Itself Grows.

Yes, Know Thyself: In Great Concerns Or Small, Be This Thy Care, For This, My Friend, Is All.

Already Long Ago, From When We Sold Our Vote To No Man, The People Have Abdicated Our Duties; For The People Who Once Upon A Time Handed Out Military Command, High Civil Office, Legions — Everything, Now Restrains Itself And Anxiously Hopes For Just Two Things: Bread And Circuses.

The Sweetest Pleasures Soonest Cloy, And Its Best Flavour Temperance Gives To Joy.