No One Sees What Is Before His

O Tempora! O Mores! O What Times (are These)! What Morals!

What Gift Has Providence Bestowed On Man That Is So Dear To Him As His Children?

There Is Nothing Which Wings Its Flight So Swiftly As Calumny, Nothing Is Uttered With More Ease; Nothing Is Listened To With More Readiness, Nothing Disbursed More Widely.

Nulla (enim) Res Tantum Ad Dicendum Proficit, Quantum Scriptio Nothing So Much Assists Learning As Writing Down What We Wish To Remember.

Nothing Is So Unbelievable That Oratory Cannot Make It Acceptable.