Enemies Carry A Report In Form Different

There Are Games In Which It Is Better To Lose Than Win.

I Suspect That Hunger Was My Mother.

Love Has Both Its Gall And Honey In Abundance: It Has Sweetness To The Taste, But It Presents Bitterness Also To Satiety.

How Great In Number Are The Little Minded Men

Out Of Many Evils The Evil Which Is Least Is The Least Of Evils. [lat., E Malis Multis, Malum, Quod Minimum Est, Id Minimum Est Malum.]