The Force Of Union Conquers All.

Everything Is More Beautiful Because We're Doomed. You Will Never Be Lovelier Than You Are Now. We Will Never Be Here Again.

Sleep And Death, Who Are Twin Brothers.

Sweet Sleep Fell Upon His Eyelids, Unwakeful, Most Pleasant, The Nearest Like Death.

It Is Not Good To Have A Rule Of Many.

The Life, Which Others Pay, Let Us Bestow, And Give To Fame What We To Nature Owe.