A Rare Bird On This Earth, Like

All Arts His Own, The Hungry Greekling Counts; And Bid Him Mount The Skies, The Skies He Mounts.

Whatever Guilt Is Perpetrated By Some Evil Prompting, Is Grievous To The Author Of The Crime. This Is The First Punishment Of Guilt That No One Who Is Guilty Is Acquitted At The Judgment Seat Of His Own Conscience.

Rare Is The Union Of Beauty And Purity. [lat., Rara Est Adeo Concordia Formae Atque Pudicitiae.]

The Sicilian Tyrants Never Devised A Greater Punishment Than Envy.

They Whose Sole Bliss Is Eating Can Give But That One Brutish Reason Why They Live.