Honesty is admired, and starves. - Juvenal

Many a man has met death from the rushing flood of his own eloquence; others from the strength and wondrous thews in which they have trusted.

For no deity is held in such reverence amongst us as Wealth; though as yet, O baneful money, thou hast no temple of thine own; not yet have we reared altars to Money in like manner as we worship Peace and Honour, Victory and Virtue

Many suffer from the incurable disease of writing, and it becomes chronic in their sick minds.