One gets a cross for his crime, the other a crown.
An incurable itch for scribbling takes possession of many, and grows inveterate in their insane breasts.
A rare bird upon the earth and very much like a black swan.
We are too quick to imitate depraved examples.
Pleasures are enhanced by a moderate indulgence.
Already long ago, from when we sold our vote to no man, the People have abdicated our duties; for the People who once upon a time handed out military command, high civil office, legions — everything, now restrains itself and anxiously hopes for just two things: bread and circuses.