The Love Of Money Grows As The

So Much Greater Is Our Thirst For Glory Than For Virtue.

Wisdom Is The Conqueror Of Fortune. [lat., Victrix Fortunae Sapientia.]

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.

Rarely Do We Meet In One Combined, A Beauteous Body And A Virtuous Mind.

One Man Meets An Infamous Punishment For That Crime Which Confers A Diadem On Others.