He Who Can Live In Infamy Is

How Sweet To Die After One's Enemies.

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

It Is Hard To Hate What One Has Loved, And A Half-extinguished Fire Is Soon Relit.

Be It Only For A Day, It Is Still A Glory Without Equal To Be Master Of The World Just That Day.

Danger Breeds Best On Too Much Confidence.