What day is so festal it fails to reveal some theft?
Refrain from doing ill; for one all powerful reason, lest our children should copy our misdeeds; we are all too prone to imitate whatever is base and depraved.
No wicked man knows happiness, and least of all the seducer of others.
The finishing stroke of all sorrow.
Integrity is praised, and starves.
Now we suffer the evils of a long peace; luxury more cruel than war broods over us and avenges a conquered world.