Peace Is Produced By War.

This Dark Brightness That Falls From The Stars.

If You Betray Me, Can I Take A Better Revenge Than To Love The Person You Hate?

How Much Must I Overcome Before I Triumph?

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

There Are Secret Ties, There Are Sympathies, By The Sweet Relationship Of Which Souls That Are Well Matched Attach Themselves To Each Other, And Are Affected By I Know Not What, Which Cannot Be Explained