This Innocence Begins To Weigh Me Down.

Henceforth The Majesty Of God Revere;fear Him, And You Have Nothing Else To Fear.

Without Money Honor Is Merely A Disease.

Small Crimes Always Precede Great Crimes. Whoever Has Been Able To Transgress The Limits Set By Law May Afterwards Violate The Most Sacred Rights; Crime, Like Virtue, Has Its Degrees, And Never Have We Seen Timid Innocence Pass Suddenly To Extreme Licentiousness.

Honor, Without Money, Is A Mere Malady.

Me, Rule? Me, Place The State Under My Law, When My Feeble Reason No Longer Rules Even Myself!