For The Gods, Instead Of What Is

Let Me Moderate Our Sorrows. The Grief Of A Man Should Not Exceed Proper Bounds, But Be In Proportion To The Blow He Has Received. [lat., Ponamus Nimios Gemitus: Flagrantior Aequo Non Debet Dolor Esse Viri, Nec Vulnere Major.]

One Globe Seemed All Too Small For The Youthful Alexander.

Do Not Pluck The Beard Of A Dead Lion. [lat., Noli Barbam Vellere Mortuo Leoni.]

Where Have You Ever Found That Man Who Stopped Short After The Perpetration Of A Single Crime?

Every Great House Is Full Of Haughty Servants.