Your Bitter Memories Still Have Time To

I Am A Count, Not A Saint.

As A General Rule...people Ask For Advice Only In Order Not To Follow It; Or If They Do Follow It, In Order To Have Someone To Blame For Giving It.

What I’ve Loved Most After You, Is Myself: That Is, My Dignity And That Strength Which Made Me Superior To Other Men. That Strength Was My Life. You’ve Broken It With A Word, So I Must Die.

True, I Have Raped History, But It Has Produced Some Beautiful Offspring.

What A Fool I Was, Not To Tear My Heart Out On The Day When I Resolved To Revenge Myself!