My reason, it's true, controls my feelings, but whatever its authority, it doesn't rule them so much as tyrannize them.

A liar is always lavish of oaths.

I see, I know, I believe, I am undeceived.

How much must I overcome before I triumph?

Treachery is noble when aimed at tyranny.

For souls nobly born, valor doesn't await the passing of years

Oh rage! Oh despair! Oh age, my enemy!