Already long ago, from when we sold our vote to no man, the People have abdicated our duties; for the People who once upon a time handed out military command, high civil office, legions — everything, now restrains itself and anxiously hopes for just two things: bread and circuses.

It is difficult not to write satire.

Dat veniam corvis, vexat censura columbas. - Censure acquits the raven, but pursues the dove.

The sweetest pleasures soonest cloy, And its best flavour temperance gives to joy.

Integrity is praised, and starves.

He never sought to stem the current. [Of a statesman who accommodates his views to public opinion.]

The smell of money is good, come whence it may. [Alluding to Vespasian's tax on ordure.]