He Who Dies For Virtue

The Fool Too Late, His Substance Eaten Up, Reckons The Cost.

It Wasn't For Nothing That The Raven Was Just Now Croaking On My Left Hand.

Fortune Moulds And Circumscribes Human Affairs As She Pleases. [lat., Fortuna Humana Fingit Artatque Ut Lubet.]

Arrogance Is The Outgrowth Of Prosperity.

The Gods Play Games With Men As Balls.