It Is A Wretched Thing To Live

The Abject Pleasure Of An Abject Mind And Hence So Dear To Poor Weak Woman Kind. [lat., Vindicta Nemo Magis Gaudet, Quam Femina.]

Rarely They Rise By Virtue's Aid Who Lie Plunged In The Depth Of Helpless Poverty.

Nobody Ever Became Depraved All At Once. [lat., Nemo Repente Fuit Turpissimus.]

Everything In Rome Has Its Price.

What Day Is So Festal It Fails To Reveal Some Theft?