Simplicio: Woe, I was a wealthy Merchant of Cloths, but New Spells of weaving have Destroyed me. 
Fiducia: Woe, I was a wealthy Merchant of Cloths, but New Spells of weaving have Destroyed me.

Simplicio: I will use what remains of my wealth to advocate that No Spell Ever Replaces Honest Labors.
Fiducia: I will use what remains of my wealth to purchase Education in the Profession of Wizardry.

Simplicio: I spend my Days and Nights writing pamphlets by hand, for my Principles forbid me from the use of Scriveners Chant.
Fiducia: I spend my Days and Nights studying, for I know that Education and Wisdom are best in life.

Simplicio: I wear Torn and Stained garments, for my Hatred for the craft of the Laundry Wizard prevents their repair.
Fiducia: I wear a New and Fine shirt, for the Glorious Arcane Engine produces a Full Wardrobe for Low Prices.

Simplicio: Behold the fruits of my path, I appear to you an Unwashed Vagrant. 
Fiducia: Behold the fruits of my path, I appear to you a Mighty Wizard.