Guess if you can, choose if you dare.
Death was to be my glory, but destiny has refused it.
To he who avenges a father, nothing is impossible
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.
Oh, how sweet it is to pity the fate of an enemy who can no longer threaten us!
These flattering mirrors reflect imperfectly what is within; the countenance is often a gay deceiver. What defects of mind lie hidden under its beauty! What fair exteriors conceal base souls!