One gets a cross for his crime, the other a crown.
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.
But who guards the guardians?
For women's tears are but the sweat of eyes.
The wise man sets bounds even to his innocent desires.
Dedicate one's life to truth.