Men more quickly and more gladly recall what they deride than what they approve and esteem.
Even virtue followed beyond reason's rule May stamp the just man knave, the sage a fool.
The whole race of scribblers flies from the town and yearns for country life.
Everything, virtue, glory, honor, things human and divine, all are slaves to riches.
The dispute is still before the judge.
As riches grow, care follows, and a thirst For more and more.