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Refrain From Doing Ill; For One All Powerful Reason, Lest Our Children Should Copy Our Misdeeds; We Are All Too Prone To Imitate Whatever Is Base And Depraved.

Already Long Ago, From When We Sold Our Vote To No Man, The People Have Abdicated Our Duties; For The People Who Once Upon A Time Handed Out Military Command, High Civil Office, Legions — Everything, Now Restrains Itself And Anxiously Hopes For Just Two Things: Bread And Circuses.

What Is More Cruel Than A Tyrant's Ear?

Honesty's Praised, Then Left To Freeze.

When A Man's Life Is At Stake No Delay Is Too Long. [lat., Nulla Unquam De Morte Cunctatio Longa Est.]