I was born to join in love, not hate - that is my nature.

Each say following another, either hastening or putting off our death--what pleasure does it bring? I count that man worthless whois cheered by empty hopes. No, a noble man must either live or die well.

The truth is what I cherish and that's my strength

It is hope that maintains most of mankind.

Better not to exist than live basely.

Now I see that going out into the testing ground of men it is the tongue and not the deed that wins the day.

Men's minds are given to change in hate and friendship.