Death Was To Be My Glory, But

As Great As Kings May Be, They Are What We Are: They Can Err Like Other Men.

Desire Increases When Fulfillment Is Postponed.

Master Of The Universe But Not Of Myself, I Am The Only Rebel Against My Absolute Power.

And The Combat Ceased, For Want Of Combatants.

I Am Roman, Alas, Because Horace Is Roman.