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.

The crime and not the scaffold makes the shame.

To myself alone do I owe my fame.

The worst of all States is the democratic State.

I have deserved neither so much honor or so much disgrace.

I am young, it is true; but in noble souls valor does not wait for years.

This dark brightness that falls from the stars.