He will be the last to discover the disgrace of his house.
So much greater is our thirst for glory than for virtue.
Luxury destroys more efficiently than war.
Quis costodiet ipsos custodies? (Who will watch the watchers?)
Let the straight-limbed laugh at the club-footed, the white skinned at the blackamoor.
Rarely they rise by virtue's aid who lie plunged in the depth of helpless poverty.