The More Ignorant, Reckless And Thoughtless A

War Is Sweet To Those Who Haven't Tasted It. Dulce Bellum Inexpertis.

Nature, More Of A Stepmother Than A Mother In Several Ways, Has Sown A Seed Of Evil In The Hearts Of Mortals, Especially In The More Thoughtful Men, Which Makes Them Dissatisfied With Their Own Lot And Envious Of Another S.

What Difference Is There, Do You Think, Between Those In Plato's Cave Who Can Only Marvel At The Shadows And Images Of Various Objects, Provided They Are Content And Don't Know What They Miss, And The Philosopher Who Has Emerged From The Cave And Sees The Real Things?

What Passes Out Of One's Mouth Passes Into A Hundred Ears. It Is A Great Misfortune Not To Have Sense Enough To Speak Well.

Great Abundance Of Riches Cannot Be Gathered And Kept By Any Man Without Sin.