Love Is A Tyrant Sparing None.

How Delicious Is Pleasure After Torment!

Guess, If You Can, And Choose, If You Dare. [lat., Devine, Si Tu Peux, Et Choisis, Si Tu L'oses.]

Ambition Becomes Displeasing When It Is Once Satiated; There Is A Reaction; And As Our Spirit, Till Our Last Sigh, Is Always Aiming Toward Some Object, It Falls Back On Itself, Having Nothing Else On Which To Rest; And Having Reached The Summit, It Longs To Descend.

Here Honor Binds Me, And I Wish To Satisfy It.

And The Combat Ceased, For Want Of Combatants.