I Am Called A Dog Because I

He Was Breakfasting In The Marketplace, And The Bystanders Gathered Round Him With Cries Of "dog." "it Is You Who Are Dogs," Cried He, "when You Stand Round And Watch Me At My Breakfast."

The Art Of Being A Slave Is To Rule One's Master.

Chilo Advised, "not To Speak Evil Of The Dead."

As A Matter Of Self-preservation, A Man Needs Good Friends Or Ardent Enemies, For The Former Instruct Him And The Latter Take Him To Task.

What I Like To Drink Most Is Wine That Belongs To Others.