The Guilty Are Alarmed And Turn Pale

Rarely They Rise By Virtue's Aid Who Lie Plunged In The Depth Of Helpless Poverty.

Whenever Fortune Wishes To Joke, She Lifts People From What Is Humble To The Highest Extremity Of Affairs.

Nobody Ever Became Depraved All At Once. [lat., Nemo Repente Fuit Turpissimus.]

So Much Greater Is Our Thirst For Glory Than For Virtue.

Let The Straight-limbed Laugh At The Club-footed, The White Skinned At The Blackamoor.