He who bridles the fury of the billows knows also to put a stop to the secret plans of the wicked. Submitting with respect to His holy will, I fear God, and have no other fear.
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled.
By dying I wanted to maintain my honor, and hide a flame so black from the daylight!
Some smaller crimes always precede the great crimes.
He who has far to ride spares his horse.
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt.