To Myself Alone Do I Owe My

When Obedience Is So Impious, Revolt Is A Necessity.

Your Virtue Raises Your Glory Above Your Crime.

One Ought To Have A Good Memory When He Has Told A Lie

Violence Is Just, Where Kindness Is Vain.

Just As We Never Taste Happiness In Perfection, Our Most Fortunate Successes Are Mixed With Sadness. So Too We Never Taste Sadness Completely, As Things Could Always Be Worse In Some Way And For This We Can Be Grateful.