Whom Men Fear They Hate, And Whom

The Idle Mind Knows Not What It Wants.

Let No One Weep For Me, Or Celebrate My Funeral With Mourning; For I Still Live, As I Pass To And Fro Through The Mouths Of Men.

The Roman State Stands By Ancient Customs, And Its Manhood.

The Victor Is Not Victorious If The Vanquished Does Not Consider Himself So

He Who Civilly Shows The Way To One Who Has Missed It, Is As One Who Has Lighted Another's Lamp From His Own Lamp; It None The Less Gives Light To Himself When It Burns For The Other.