Death was to be my glory, but destiny has refused it.
The people you killed seem to be in excellent health.
I don't know how to defend myself: surprised innocence cannot imagine being under suspicion.
Ambition becomes displeasing when it is once satiated; there is a reaction; and as our spirit, till our last sigh, is always aiming toward some object, it falls back on itself, having nothing else on which to rest; and having reached the summit, it longs to descend.
He who is hated by all can not expect to live long.
The crime and not the scaffold makes the shame.