Shall I Crack Any Of Those Old

Full Of Wiles, Full Of Guile, At All Times, In All Ways, Are The Children Of Men.

To Invoke Solely The Weaker Arguments And Yet Triumph Is An Art Worth More Than A Hundred Thousand Drachmae.

Mix And Knead Together All The State Business As You Do For Your Sausages. To Win The People, Always Cook Them Some Savory That Pleases Them.

You Will Never Make The Crab Walk Straight.

Old Age Is Second Childhood.