Without Money Honor Is Merely A Disease.

Vice, Like Virtue, Grows In Small Steps, And No True Innocence Can Ever Fall At Once To Deepest Guilt.

The Glory Of My Name Increases My Shame. Less Known By Mortals, I Could Better Escape Their Eyes.

To Repair The Irreparable Ravages Of Time.

Extreme Justice Is Often Injustice.

To Save Our Imperiled Honor Everything Must Be Sacrificed, Even Virtue.