When Obedience Is So Impious, Revolt Is

A Liar Is Always Lavish Of Oaths.

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

After Having Won A Scepter, Few Are So Generous As To Disdain The Pleasures Of Ruling.

Ambition Becomes Displeasing When It Is Once Satiated; There Is A Reaction; And As Our Spirit, Till Our Last Sigh, Is Always Aiming Toward Some Object, It Falls Back On Itself, Having Nothing Else On Which To Rest; And Having Reached The Summit, It Longs To Descend.

By Speaking Of Our Misfortunes We Often Relieve Them. [fr., A Raconter Ses Maux Souvent On Les Soulage.]