Let others praise ancient times; I am glad I was born in these.
All things human hang by a slender thread; and that which seemed to stand strong suddenly falls and sinks in ruins.
Love is an affair of credulity.
Right it is to be taught even by the enemy.
Had I not sinned what would there be for you to pardon. My fate has given you the opportunity for mercy.
Envy, the meanest of vices, creeps on the ground like a serpent.