Abandon hope, all ye who enter here. [Omnes relinquite spes, o vos intrantes]
The path to paradise begins in hell.
If a thief helps a poor man out of the spoils of his thieving, we must not call that charity.
Fame is not won on downy plumes nor under canopies; the man who consumes his days without obtaining it leaves such mark of himself on earth as smoke in air or foam on water.
Eternal love made me.
Conscience, that boon companion who sets a man free under the strong breastplate of innocence, that bids him on and fear not.