Ah, Lives Of Men! When Prosperous They

Even The Old Should Learn.

The Act Of Evil Breeds Others To Follow, Young Sins In Its Own Likeness.

We Must Pronounce Him Fortunate Who Has Ended His Life In Fair Prosperity.

Art Is Far Feebler Than Necessity.

I Warn The Marauder Dragging Plunder, Chaotic, Rich Beyond All Rights: He'll Strike His Sails, Harried At Long Last, Stunned When The Squalls Of Torment Break His Spars To Bits.