What is food to one, is to others bitter poison.
Nothing can be created from nothing.
Such evil deeds could religion prompt.
It is not these well-fed long-haired men that I fear, but the pale and the hungry-looking.
Et tu, Brute.[You also, Brutus.]
Veni, vidi, vici.[I came, I saw, I conquered]
Men willingly believe what they wish.
Endless money forms the sinews of war.