Assassination's The Fastest Way.

Two Wives? That Exceeds The Custom.

We Die Only Once, And For Such A Long Time.

The Genuine Amphitryon Is The Amphitryon With Whom We Dine.

No Reason Makes It Right To Shun Accepted Ways From Stubborn Spite; And We May Better Join The Foolish Crowd Than Cling To Wisdom, Lonely Though Unbowed.

Cultivated People Should Be Superior To Any Consideration So Sordid As A Mercenary Interest.