War Is Just To Those To Whom

Better Late Than Never.

Envy, Like Flames, Soars Upwards.

It Is When Fortune Is The Most Propitious That She Is Least To Be Trusted.

Such Is The Nature Of Crowds: Either They Are Humble And Servile Or Arrogant And Dominating. They Are Incapable Of Making Moderate Use Of Freedom, Which Is The Middle Course, Or Of Keeping It.

Great Contests Generally Excite Great Animosities.