For The Gods, Instead Of

Now That No One Buys Our Votes, The Public Has Long Since Cast Off Its Cares; For The People That Once Bestowed Commands, Consulships, Legions, And All Else, Now Meddles No More And Longs Eagerly For Just Two Things - Bread And Circuses.

Wisdom Is The Winner Over Good Luck.

Every Great House Is Full Of Haughty Servants.

It Is A Wretched Thing To Rest Upon The Fame Of Others, Lest, The Supporting Pillar Being Removed, The Superstructure Should Collapse In Ruin.

Indignation Leads To The Making Of Poetry. [lat., Facit Indignatio Versum.]