I am master of myself as of the universe, so I am; so I wish to be.
Happiness seems made to be shared.
To die for one's country is such a worthy fate that all compete for so beautiful a death.
He should be envied Who when his strength is spent lays down his life. Old age reserves a melancholy fate For noble souls before their life is done.
Sir, what does it matter whom I serve, so long as I am right?
The subject of a good tragedy must not be realistic.