There will he nothing more that posterity can add to our immoral habits; our descendants must have the same desires and act the same follies as their sires. Every vice has reached its zenith.
Quis costodiet ipsos custodies? (Who will watch the watchers?)
One gets a cross for his crime, the other a crown.
Every great house is full of haughty servants.
Beasts of like kind will spare those of kindred spots.
Honesty is praised and left in the cold.