Who'd Bear To Hear The Gracchi Chide

I Only Feel, But Want The Power To Paint.

It Is A Wretched Thing To Live On The Fame Of Others.

The Man Whose Purse Is Empty Can Cheerfully Sing Before The Robber.

Dedicate One's Life To Truth.

There Will He Nothing More That Posterity Can Add To Our Immoral Habits; Our Descendants Must Have The Same Desires And Act The Same Follies As Their Sires. Every Vice Has Reached Its Zenith.