To Some Extent I Liken Slavery To

A Life Of Peace, Purity And Refinement Leads To A Calm And Untroubled Old Age.

But The Night Mother Is Mother To All! It Is Her Voice We Follow! Her Will! Would You Dare Risk Disobedience? And Surely... Punishment?

In Nothing Do Men More Nearly Approach The Gods Than In Giving Health To Men.

It Is Easy To Distinguish Between The Joking That Reflects Good Breeding And That Which Is Coarse-the One, If Aired At An Apposite Moment Of Mental Relaxation, Is Becoming In The Most Serious Of Men, Whereas The Other Is Unworthy Of Any Free Person, If The Content Is Indecent Or The Expression Obscene.

An Army Abroad Is Of Little Use Unless There Are Prudent Counsels At Home. [lat., Parvi Enim Sunt Foris Arma, Nisi Est Consilium Domi.]