Hold It The Greatest Sin To Prefer

No One Ever Reached The Worst Of A Vice At One Leap

Everything In Rome Has Its Price.

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

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.

Bid The Hungry Greek Go To Heaven, He Will Go. [lat., Graeculus Esuriens In Coelum, Jusseris, Ibit.]