Honor Is The Reward Of Virtue.

The Avarice Of The Old: It's Absurd To Increase One's Luggage As One Nears The Journey's End.

Let Flattery, The Handmaid Of The Vices, Be Far Removed .

The Pursuit, Even Of The Best Things, Ought To Be Calm And Tranquil.

For Out Of Such An Ungoverned Populace One Is Usually Chosen As A Leader, Someone Bold And Unscrupulous Who Curries Favor With The People By Giving Them Other Men's Property. To Such A Man The Protection Of Public Office Is Given, And Continually Renewed. He Emerges As A Tyrant Over The Very People Who Raised Him To Power.

What Then Is Freedom? The Power To Live As One Wishes.