War spares not the brave, but the cowardly.
My Passion uncontrolled shall rove, Doubly debauched with Wine and Love.
Cursed be he above all others Who's enslaved by love of money. Money takes the place of brothers, Money takes the place of parents, Money brings us war and slaughter.
How the waves of the sea kiss the shore!
I both love and do not love; and am mad and not mad.
And last of all comes death.