Conscience, the executioner, shaking her secret scourge.
Of the woes Of unhappy poverty, none is more difficult to bear Than that it heaps men with ridicule.
Men who ape the saint and play the sinner.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? - Who will watch the watchers?
For the gods, instead of what is most pleasing, will give what is most proper. Man is dearer to them than he is to himself.
Give them bread and circuses and they will never revolt