Your Knowing A Thing Is Nothing, Unless

He Conquers Who Endures.

For Yesterday Was Once To-morrow.

Quantum Est In Rebus Inane! How Much Folly There Is In Human Affairs.

Let Them (the Wicked) See The Beauty Of Virtue, And Pine At Having Forsaken Her. [lat., Virtutem Videant, Intabescantque Relicta.]

The Belly (i.e. Necessity) Is The Teacher Of Art And The Liberal Bestower Of Wit.