Everything In Rome Has Its Price.

For Women's Tears Are But The Sweat Of Eyes.

An Incurable Itch For Scribbling Takes Possession Of Many, And Grows Inveterate In Their Insane Breasts.

There Is Nothing Which Power Cannot Believe Of Itself, When It Is Praised As Equal To The Gods.

The Venal Herd. [lat., Venale Pecus.]

We Are All Easily Taught To Imitate What Is Base And Depraved. [lat., Dociles Imitandis Turpibus Ac Pravis Omnes Sumus.]