Death Alone Discloses How Insignificant Are The

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!

It Is A Wretched Thing To Rest Upon The Fame Of Others, Lest, The Supporting Pillar Being Removed, The Superstructure Should Collapse In Ruin.

When Great Assurance Accompanies A Bad Undertaking, Such Is Often Mistaken For Confiding Sincerity By The World At Large.

A Man's Word Is Believed Just To The Extent Of The Wealth In His Coffers Stored.

The Smell Of Profit Is Clean And Sweet, Whatever The Source.