I Grow Old Learning Something New Every

Justice, Even If Slow, Is Sure.

As I Grow Older, I Constantly Learn More.

Watch Well Each Separate Citizen, Lest Having In His Heart Of Hearts A Secret Spear, One Still May Come Saluting You With Cheerful Face, And Utter With A Double Tongue The Feigned Good Wishes Of His Wary Mind.

Many Evil Men Are Rich, And Good Men Poor, But We Shall Not Exchange With Them Our Excellence For Riches.

That City In Which Those Who Are Not Wronged, No Less Than Those Who Are Wronged, Exert Themselves To Punish The Wrongdoers.