O Virtue, I Have Followed You Through

The First Requisite To Happiness Is That A Man Be Born In A Famous City.

Reason Can Wrestle And Overthrow Terror.

When One With Honeyed Words But Evil Mind Persuades The Mob, Great Woes Befall The State.

We Know The Good, We Apprehend It Clearly; But We Can't Bring It To Achievement.

Where There Is No Wine There Is No Love.