The Heart That Can No Longer Love

And Forever Goodbye! Forever! Oh, Sir, Can You Imagine How Dreadful This Cruel Word Sounds When One Loves?

What Does It Matter If, By Chance, A Little Vile Blood Be Spilled?

Me, Rule? Me, Place The State Under My Law, When My Feeble Reason No Longer Rules Even Myself!

Sir, That Much Prudence Calls For Too Much Worry; I Cannot Foresee Misfortunes So Far Away.

Do You Think You Can Be Righteous And Holy With Impunity?