The Finishing Stroke Of All Sorrow.

Virtue Is The Only And True Nobility. [lat., Nobilitas Sola Est Atque Unica Virtus.]

The Grape Becomes Tinted From The Grape It Comes In Contact With.

Generally, Common Sense Is Rare In The (higher) Rank.

Be, As Many Now Are, Luxurious To Yourself, Parsimonious To Your Friends. [lat., Esto, Ut Nunc Multi, Dives Tibi Pauper Amicis.]

Luck Often Raises Vulgarity To A High Position, To Create Mirth For The Beholders.