Give Them Bread And Circuses And They

Rare Indulgence Produces Greater Pleasure.

Those Who Desire To Become Rich, Desire It At Once.

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.

The Gods Alone Know, What Kind Of Wife A Man Will Have.

The Pupil Will Eclipse His Tutor, I Warrant.