Quis Costodiet Ipsos Custodies? (who

Pleasures Are Enhanced By A Moderate Indulgence.

Like Warmed-up Cabbage Served At Each Repast, The Repetition Kills The Wretch At Last.

The Smell Of Money Is Good, Come Whence It May. [alluding To Vespasian's Tax On Ordure.]

So Much Greater Is Our Thirst For Glory Than For Virtue.

If You Are Capable Of Submitting To Insult You Ought To Be Insulted.