Sir, that much prudence calls for too much worry; I cannot foresee misfortunes so far away.
He who has far to ride spares his horse.
I have pushed virtue to outright brutality.
I am a man, and nothing that concerns a man do I deem a matter of indifference to me.
The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes.
On the throne, one has many worries; and remorse is the one that weighs the least.