A Man Should Be Able To Stand

A Man's Homeland Is Wherever He Prospers.

A Fox Is Subtlety Itself.

Tis Not For Us To Warn A Wilful Sinner; We Stay Him Not, But Let Him Run His Course, Till By Misfortunes Rous'd, His Conscience Wakes, And Prompts Him To Appease Th' Offended Gods.

The Gods, My Dear Simple Fellow, Are A Mere Expression Coined By Vulgar Superstition. We Frown Upon Such Coinage Here.

To Invoke Solely The Weaker Arguments And Yet Triumph Is An Art Worth More Than A Hundred Thousand Drachmae.