Money is the worst currency that ever grew among mankind. This sacks cities, this drives men from their homes, this teaches and corrupts the worthiest minds to turn base deeds.
There is some pleasure even in words, when they bring forgetfulness of present miseries.
Men whose wit has been mother of villainy once have learned from it to be evil in all things.
The dice of Zeus always fall luckily.
But this is a true saying among men: the gifts of enemies are no gifts and profitless.
One thinking it is right to speak all things, whether the word is fit for speech or unutterable.