Laws Are Like Spider's Webs: If Some

Society Is Well Governed When Its People Obey The Magistrates, And The Magistrates Obey The Law.

If Through Your Vices You Afflicted Are, Lay Not The Blame Of Your Distress On God; You Made Your Rulers Mighty, Gave Them Guards, So Now You Groan 'neath Slavery's Heavy Rod.

Let No Man Be Called Happy Before His Death. Till Then, He Is Not Happy, Only Lucky.

To Make An Empire Durable, The Magistrates Must Obey The Laws And The People The Magistrates.

Laws Are Like Spider's Webs: If Some Poor Weak Creature Comes Up Against Them, It Is Caught; But A Big One Can Break Through And Get Away.