Every brave man is a man of his word; to such base vices he cannot stoop, and shuns more than death the shame of lying.

It is an imprudence common to kings to listen to too much advice and to err in their choice.

Alas, I emerge from one disaster to fall into a worse.

One half of my life has put the other half in the grave.

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!

Every brave man is a man of his word; to such base vices he cannot stoop, and shuns more than death the shame of lying.

Kindness acts Not always as you think; a hated hand Renders it odious.