This Is My Wish, This

The People That Once Bestowed Commands, Consulships, Legions, And All Else, Now Concerns Itself No More, And Longs Eagerly For Just Two Things: Bread And Circuses!

Let Nothing Offensive To The Ear Or The Eye Enter These Thresholds, Within Which Youth Dwells.

It Is A Wretched Thing To Live On The Fame Of Others.

No One Ever Became Extremely Wicked Suddenly.

Many Commit The Same Crime With A Very Different Result. One Bears A Cross For His Crime; Another A Crown.