How Sweet To Die After One's Enemies.

Every Brave Man Is A Man Of His Word; To Such Base Vices He Cannot Stoop, And Shuns More Than Death The Shame Of Lying.

They Who Overcome Their Desires Once Can Overcome Them Always.

He Who Does Not Fear Death Cares Naught For Threats.

All Great Virtues Become Great Men. [fr., Toutes Grandes Vertus Conviennent Aux Grands Hommes.]

These Flattering Mirrors Reflect Imperfectly What Is Within; The Countenance Is Often A Gay Deceiver. What Defects Of Mind Lie Hidden Under Its Beauty! What Fair Exteriors Conceal Base Souls!