If you have done terrible things, you must endure terrible things; for thus the sacred light of injustice shines bright.
The tyrant is a child of Pride Who drinks from his sickening cup Recklessness and vanity, Until from his high crest headlong He plummets to the dust of hope.
Men should pledge themselves to nothing; for reflection makes a liar of their resolution.
To women silence gives their proper grace.
It's terrible when the one who does the judging judges things all wrong.
Goodbye to the sun that shines for me no longer.