The Jest Loses Its Point

Grace Is The Beauty Of Form Under The Influence Of Freedom.

Whoever Fails To Turn Aside The Ills Of Life By Prudent Forethought, Must Submit To Fulfill The Course Of Destiny.

There Are Occasions When The General Belief Of The People, Even Though It Be Groundless, Works Its Effect As Sure As Truth Itself.

Against Stupidity The Very Gods Themselves Contend In Vain.

A Virtuous Name Is The Precious Only Good, For Which Queens And Peasants' Wives Must Contest Together.