The Skilful Class Of Flatterers

Nature Never Says One Thing, Wisdom Another. [lat., Nunquam Aliud Natura Aliud Sapientia Dicit.]

The Traveller With Empty Pockets Will Sing In The Thief 's Face.

It Is A Wretched Thing To Rest Upon The Fame Of Others, Lest, The Supporting Pillar Being Removed, The Superstructure Should Collapse In Ruin.

Trust Me No Tortures Which The Poets Feign Can Match The Fierce Unutterable Pain He Feels, Who Night And Day Devoid Of Rest Carries His Own Accuser In His Breast.

No Man Becomes Bad All At Once.