No Man Ever Became Very Wicked All

Everything Is Greek, When It Is More Shameful To Be Ignorant Of Latin.

The Guilty Are Alarmed And Turn Pale At The Slightest Thunder.

The Greatest Respect Is Owed To A Child.

An Undying Hatred, And A Wound Never To Be Healed.

This Is My Wish, This Is My Command, My Pleasure Is My Reason