Revenge Is Always The Weak

Of The Woes Of Unhappy Poverty, None Is More Difficult To Bear Than That It Heaps Men With Ridicule.

Trust Me No Tortures Which The Poets Feign Can Match The Fierce Unutterable Pain He Feels, Who Night And Day Devoid Of Rest Carries His Own Accuser In His Breast.

Every Crime Will Bring Remorse To The Man Who Committed It

There Are Many Things Which May Not Be Uttered By Men In Threadbare Coats.

Quis Costodiet Ipsos Custodies? (who Will Watch The Watchers?)