According As The Man Is, So Must

Often It Is Fatal To Live Too Long.

I Am A Man, And Nothing That Concerns A Man Do I Deem A Matter Of Indifference To Me.

Wrinkles On The Brow Are The Imprints Of Exploits.

A Tragedy Need Not Have Blood And Death; It's Enough That It All Be Filled With That Majestic Sadness That Is The Pleasure Of Tragedy.

The Heart That Can No Longer Love Passionately Must With Fury Hate.