By suffering comes wisdom.
Honor modesty more than your life.
Willingly no one chooses the yoke of slavery.
In every tyrant's heart there springs in the end this poison, that he cannot trust a friend.
But I will place this carefully fed pig Within the crackling oven; and, I pray, What nicer dish can e'er be given to man.
Be it mine to draw from wisdom's fount, pure as it flows, that calm of soul which virtue only knows.