The Smell Of Money Is Good, Come

What Is More Cruel Than A Tyrant's Ear?

No One Ever Suddenly Became Depraved.

Nature And Wisdom Always Say The Same.

When Your Armour Is On, It Is Too Late To Retreat.

Every Vice Makes Its Guilt The More Conspicuous In Proportion To The Rank Of The Offender. [lat., Omne Animi Vitium Tanto Conspectius In Se Crimen Habet, Quanto Major Qui Peccat Habetur.]