Dissimulation Creeps Gradually Into The

Yield, Ye Arms, To The Toga; To Civic Praise, Ye Laurels.

I Prefer The Most Unfair Peace To The Most Righteous War.

We Don't Believe A Liar Even When He Tells The Truth.

The Rabble Estimate Few Things According To Their Real Value, Most Things According To Their Prejudices.

An Unjust Peace Is Better Than A Just War.