The People You Killed Seem To Be

I Love You Much Less Than My God, But Much More Than Myself.

Force Is Legitimate Where Gentleness Avails Not.

Oh, How Sweet It Is To Pity The Fate Of An Enemy Who Can No Longer Threaten Us!

Let Us Attend To The Present, And As To The Future We Shall Know How To Manage When The Occasion Arrives.

I Am Roman, Alas, Because Horace Is Roman.