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.
Alas, I emerge from one disaster to fall into a worse.
Master of the universe but not of myself, I am the only rebel against my absolute power.
I would not like a king who could obey.
This dark brightness that falls from the stars.
Kindness acts Not always as you think; a hated hand Renders it odious.