Rumor, than which no evil flies more swiftly. She flourishes as she flies, gains strength by mere motion. Small at first and in fear, she soon rises to heaven, Walks upon land and hides her head in the clouds.

Report, that which no evil thing of any kind is more swift, increases with travel and gains strength by its progress. [Lat., Fama, malum quo non aliud velocius ullum, Mobilitate viget, viresque acquirit eundo.]

gossip stopped being mere gossip and became an industry.

Whoever keeps an open ear For tattlers will be sure to hear The trumpet of contention.

For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors, and laugh at them in our turn?

Gossip is always a personal confession either of malice or imbecility.