Doubt, but still hate!
Rome, if you do not wish me to betray you, make enemies that I can hate!
I can be forced to live without happiness, but I will never consent to live without honor.
Ambition displeases when it has been sated ... having reached the peak, it aspires to descend.
It is only blood that can wash away such an outrage; die or kill.
He who pardons easily invites offense.