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.

Ambition, having reached the summit, longs to descend.

I agree to, or rather aspire to, my doom.

How sweet to die after one's enemies.

Time is a great manager: it arranges things well.

Treachery is noble when aimed at tyranny.

Deceit is the game of petty spirits, and that is by nature a woman's quality.