Give Up All Hope Of Peace So

Fond Man! Though All The Heroes Of Your Line Bedeck Your Halls, And Round Your Galleries Shine In Proud Display; Yet Take This Truth From Me-- Virtue Alone Is True Nobility!

The Love Of Pelf Increases With The Pelf. [lat., Crescit Amor Nummi Quantum Ipsa Pecunia Crescit.]

The Tongue Is The Vile Slave's Vilest Part.

Never Does Nature Say One Thing And Wisdom Another. Variant: Wisdom And Nature! Are They Not The Same? Variant: Nature And Wisdon Always Speak Alike.

Bid The Hungry Greek Go To Heaven, He Will Go. [lat., Graeculus Esuriens In Coelum, Jusseris, Ibit.]