The perverseness of my fate is such that he's not mine because he's mine too much.
Deathless laurel is the victor's due.
Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.
Even victors are by victories undone.
For mysterious things of faith, rely on the proponent, Heaven's authority.
For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.