All Things May Be Bought In Rome

The Face, Not The Woman Is The Attraction.

No Other Protection Is Wanting, Provided You Are Under The Guidance Of Prudence.

Already Long Ago, From When We Sold Our Vote To No Man, The People Have Abdicated Our Duties; For The People Who Once Upon A Time Handed Out Military Command, High Civil Office, Legions — Everything, Now Restrains Itself And Anxiously Hopes For Just Two Things: Bread And Circuses.

But Grant The Wrath Of Heaven Be Great, 'tis Slow. [lat., Ut Sit Magna Tamen Certe Lenta Ira Deorum Est.]

Let The Straight-limbed Laugh At The Club-footed, The White Skinned At The Blackamoor.