A Lucky Man Is Rarer Than A

The Grape Becomes Tinted From The Grape It Comes In Contact With.

Bad Men Hate Sin Through Fear Of Punishment; Good Men Hate Sin Through Their Love Of Virtue.

There Will He Nothing More That Posterity Can Add To Our Immoral Habits; Our Descendants Must Have The Same Desires And Act The Same Follies As Their Sires. Every Vice Has Reached Its Zenith.

Every Fault Of The Mind Becomes More Conspicuous And More Guilty In Proportion To The Rank Of The Offender

There Is Nothing Which Power Cannot Believe Of Itself, When It Is Praised As Equal To The Gods.