I love the old way best, the simple way of poison, where we too are strong as men.
An ally need not own the land he helps.
No man on earth is truly free, All are slaves of money or necessity. Public opinion or fear of prosecution forces each one, against his conscience, to conform.
Dishonor will not trouble me, once I am dead.
Better a serpent than a stepmother!
What greater grief than the loss of one's native land.