Everyone Asks If A Man Is Rich,

This Is Sweet To See Your Foe, Perish And Pay To Justice All He Owes.

To Die With Glory, If One Has To Die At All, Is Still, I Think, Pain For The Dier.

There Is No Worse Evil Than A Bad Woman; And Nothing Has Ever Been Produced Better Than A Good One.

Cowards Do Not Count In Battle; They Are There, But Not In It.

They Who Are Sad Find Somehow Sweetness In Tears.