For the impious act begets more after it, like to the parent stock.

Overly persuasive a woman's ordinance spreads far, traveling fast; but fast dying a rumor voiced by a woman perishes.

So in the Libyan fable it is told That once an eagle, stricken with a dart, Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft: With our own feathers, not by others' hands, Are we now smitten.

It is an ill thing to be the first to bring news of ill.

This is a sickness rooted and inherent in the nature of a tyranny: that he that holds it does not trust his friends.

Unanimous hatred is the greatest medicine for a human community.

But when once the earth has sucked up a dead man's blood, there is no way to raise him up.