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.
We triumph without glory when we conquer without danger.
Oh rage! Oh despair! Oh age, my enemy!
It is the guilt, not the scaffold, which constitutes the shame.
As our self-interests differ, so do our feelings.
Master of the universe but not of myself, I am the only rebel against my absolute power.