Ploratur lacrimis amissa pecunia veris.

Lost money is wept for with real tears.

Crescit amor nummi quantum ipsa pecunia crescit,Et minus hanc optat, qu non habet.

Translation: Increase of wealth increases our desiresAnd hew, who least possesses, least requires.

Alt. Translation: The love of money grows as the money itself grows.

Quid faciant leges, ubi sola pecunia regnat?

What power has law where only money rules?

That's just a lie we tell poor people to keep them from rioting in the streets.

Money, now this has to be some good shit.