I would tell you I love you, Sir, if I knew what it was to love.

We triumph without glory when we conquer without danger.

To die for one's country is such a worthy fate that all compete for so beautiful a death.

Just as We never taste happiness in perfection, our most fortunate successes are mixed with sadness. So too we never taste sadness completely, as things could always be worse in some way and for this we can be grateful.

Heaven often regulates effects by their causes, and pays the wicked what they have deserved.

In recounting our woes, we often soothe them.

Rome, if you do not wish me to betray you, make enemies that I can hate!