There Is No Honest Man! Not One,

Evil Events From Evil Causes Spring, And What You Suffer Flows From What You've Done.

Tis Not For Us To Warn A Wilful Sinner; We Stay Him Not, But Let Him Run His Course, Till By Misfortunes Rous'd, His Conscience Wakes, And Prompts Him To Appease Th' Offended Gods.

A Man's Homeland Is Wherever He Prospers.

Your Lost Friends Are Not Dead, But Gone Before, Advanced A Stage Or Two Upon That Road Which You Must Travel In The Steps They Trod.

It Is The Compelling Power Of Great Thoughts And Ideas To Engender Phrases Of Equal Size.