It Is The Gift Of Heaven And

Just Vengeance Does Not Call For Punishment.

He On Whom Heaven Confers A Sceptre Knows Not The Weight Till He Bears It.

The People You Killed Seem To Be In Excellent Health.

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.

Oh Rage! Oh Despair! Oh Age, My Enemy!