Luxury Is More Deadly Than Any Foe.

A Third Heir Seldom Profits By Ill-gotten Wealth.

Many Have An Irresistible Itch For Writing.

The Smell Of Money Is Good, Come Whence It May. [alluding To Vespasian's Tax On Ordure.]

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!

Wisdom Is The Conqueror Of Fortune. [lat., Victrix Fortunae Sapientia.]