It Is The Guilt, Not The Scaffold,

One Doesn't Wish To See Those To Whom One Owes So Much.

Flee An Enemy Who Knows Your Weakness.

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

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

We Never Taste A Perfect Joy; Our Happiest Successes Are Mixed With Sadness.