The Truth Is Forced Upon Us, Very

Old Age Is Second Childhood.

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

Does It Seem That Everything Is Extravagance In The World, Or Rather Madness, When You Watch The Way Things Go? A Crowd Of Rogues Enjoy Blessings They Have Won By Sheer Injustice, While More Honest Folks Are Miserable And Die Of Hunger.

An Insult Directed At The Wicked Is Not To Be Censured; On The Contrary, The Honest Man, If He Has Sense, Can Only Applaud.

One Must Not Try To Trick Misfortune, But Resign Oneself To It With Good Grace.