Hunger Knows No Friend But Its Feeder.

Ah! The Generals! They Are Numerous, But Not Good For Much!

Look At The Orators In Our Republics; As Long As They Are Poor, Both State And People Can Only Praise Their Uprightness; But Once They Are Fattened On The Public Funds, They Conceive A Hatred For Justice, Plan Intrigues Against The People And Attack The Democracy.

Shall I Crack Any Of Those Old Jokes, Master, At Which The Audience Never Fail To Laugh?

The Gods, My Dear Simple Fellow, Are A Mere Expression Coined By Vulgar Superstition. We Frown Upon Such Coinage Here.

I Would Treat Her Like An Egg, The Shell Of Which We Remove Before Eating It; I Would Take Off Her Mask And Then Kiss Her Pretty Face.