It Is Difficult Not To Write Satire.

This Is His First Punishment, That By The Verdict Of His Own Heart No Guilty Man Is Acquitted.

Peace Visits Not The Guilty Mind.

So Much Greater Is Our Thirst For Glory Than For Virtue.

Yes, Know Thyself: In Great Concerns Or Small, Be This Thy Care, For This, My Friend, Is All.

For The Short-lived Bloom And Contracted Span Of Brief And Wretched Life Is Fast Fleeting Away! While We Are Drinking And Calling For Garlands, Ointments, And Women, Old Age Steals Swiftly On With Noiseless Step.