Cleverness Is Not Wisdom.

There Is Nothing More Hostile To A City That A Tyrant, Under Whom In The First And Chiefest Place, There Are Not Laws In Common, But One Man, Keeping The Law Himself To Himself, Has The Sway, And This Is No Longer Equal.

To Die With Glory, If One Has To Die At All, Is Still, I Think, Pain For The Dier.

It Is Better That We Live Ever So Miserably Than Die In Glory.

Disaster Appears, To Crush One Man Now, But Afterward Another.

The Man That Isn't Jolly After Drinking Is Just A Drivelling Idiot, To My Thinking.