Whoever Can Do As He Pleases, Commands

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

We Never Taste A Perfect Joy; Our Happiest Successes Are Mixed With Sadness.

I Would Not Like A King Who Could Obey.

One Ought To Have A Good Memory When He Has Told A Lie

A True King Is Neither Husband Nor Father; He Considers His Throne And Nothing Else.