Pain is unjust, and all the arguments That cannot soothe it only rouse suspicion.
I will die if I lose you, but I will die if I wait longer.
Ah, why can't I know if I love, or if I hate?
Behind a veil, unseen yet present, I was the forceful soul that moved this mighty body.
I am a man, and nothing that concerns a man do I deem a matter of indifference to me.
The face of tyranny Is always mild at first.