What Unlooked-for Things Do Happen, To Be

Ye Children Of Man! Whose Life Is A Span, Protracted With Sorrow From Day To Day, Naked And Featherless, Feeble And Querulous, Sickly, Calamitous Creatures Of Clay!

No Man Is Really Honest; None Of Us Is Above The Influence Of Gain.

Mix And Knead Together All The State Business As You Do For Your Sausages. To Win The People, Always Cook Them Some Savory That Pleases Them.

Open Your Mouth And Shut Your Eyes And See What Zeus Will Send You.

You Will Never Make The Crab Walk Straight.