No one ever suddenly became depraved.
One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem on others.
There's no effrontery like that of a woman caught in the act; her very guilt inspires her with wrath and insolence.
It is a wretched thing to rest upon the fame of others, lest, the supporting pillar being removed, the superstructure should collapse in ruin.
Men who only live to eat.
For women's tears are but the sweat of eyes.