Every Crime Will Bring Remorse To The

The People That Once Bestowed Commands, Consulships, Legions, And All Else, Now Concerns Itself No More, And Longs Eagerly For Just Two Things: Bread And Circuses!

Every Vice Makes Its Guilt The More Conspicuous In Proportion To The Rank Of The Offender. [lat., Omne Animi Vitium Tanto Conspectius In Se Crimen Habet, Quanto Major Qui Peccat Habetur.]

Rare Indulgence Produces Greater Pleasure.

I Only Feel, But Want The Power To Paint.

Honesty's Praised, Then Left To Freeze.