For Souls Nobly Born, Valor Doesn't Await

I Would Tell You I Love You, Sir, If I Knew What It Was To Love.

My Reason, It's True, Controls My Feelings, But Whatever Its Authority, It Doesn't Rule Them So Much As Tyrannize Them.

I Am Roman, Alas, Because Horace Is Roman.

Be It Only For A Day, It Is Still A Glory Without Equal To Be Master Of The World Just That Day.

I See, I Know, I Believe, I Am Undeceived.