The people you killed seem to be in excellent health.
One often calms one's grief by recounting it.
Ambition becomes displeasing when it is once satiated; there is a reaction; and as our spirit, till our last sigh, is always aiming toward some object, it falls back on itself, having nothing else on which to rest; and having reached the summit, it longs to descend.
As great as kings may be, they are what we are: they can err like other men.
Peace is produced by war.
A monarch must sometimes rule even himself: he who wants everything must risk very little.