There's A Lust In Man, No Charm

Be Gentle With The Young.

Already Long Ago, From When We Sold Our Vote To No Man, The People Have Abdicated Our Duties; For The People Who Once Upon A Time Handed Out Military Command, High Civil Office, Legions — Everything, Now Restrains Itself And Anxiously Hopes For Just Two Things: Bread And Circuses.

Every Man's Credit Is Proportioned To The Money Which He Has In His Chest. [lat., Quantum Quisque Sua Nummorum Condit In Area, Tantum Habet Et Fidei.]

No Nice Extreme A True Italian Knows; But Bid Him Go To Hell, To Hell He Goes.

Rare Indulgence Produces Greater Pleasure.