Integrity Is Praised, And Starves.

The Man Whose Purse Is Empty Can Cheerfully Sing Before The Robber.

Dare To Do Something Worthy Of Transportation And A Prison, If You Mean To Be Anybody.

They Whose Sole Bliss Is Eating Can Give But That One Brutish Reason Why They Live.

Do You Expect, Forsooth, That A Mother Will Hand Down To Her Children Principles Which Differ From Her Own?

There Will He Nothing More That Posterity Can Add To Our Immoral Habits; Our Descendants Must Have The Same Desires And Act The Same Follies As Their Sires. Every Vice Has Reached Its Zenith.