No one ever became extremely wicked suddenly.
The thirst after fame is greater than that after virtue; for who embraces virtue if you take away its rewards?
When your armour is on, it is too late to retreat.
Honesty's praised, then left to freeze.
The greatest reverence is due to a child! If you are contemplating a disgraceful act, despise not your child's tender years.
Many suffer from the incurable disease of writing, and it becomes chronic in their sick minds.