And Do You Count For Nothing God

I Will Die If I Lose You, But I Will Die If I Wait Longer.

Me, Rule? Me, Place The State Under My Law, When My Feeble Reason No Longer Rules Even Myself!

The Feeling Of Mistrust Is Always The Last Which A Great Mind Acquires.

The Glory Of My Name Increases My Shame. Less Known By Mortals, I Could Better Escape Their Eyes.

The Principal Rule Of Art Is To Please And To Move. All The Other Rules Were Created To Achieve This First One.