Now We Suffer The Evils Of A

Already Long Ago, From When We Sold Our Vote To No Man, The People Have Abdicated Our Duties; For The People Who Once Upon A Time Handed Out Military Command, High Civil Office, Legions — Everything, Now Restrains Itself And Anxiously Hopes For Just Two Things: Bread And Circuses.

Revenge Is Always The Weak Pleasure Of A Little And Narrow Mind.

The Traveller With Empty Pockets Will Sing In The Thief 's Face.

We Deem Those Happy Who, From The Experience Of Life, Have Learned To Bear Its Ills, Without Being Overcome By Them.

Those Who Desire To Become Rich, Desire It At Once.