Once killing starts, it is difficult to draw the line.
Even honor and virtue make enemies, condemning, as they do, their opposites by too close a contrast.
It is the nature of the human disposition to hate him whom you have injured.
The desire of glory is the last infirmity cast off even by the wise.
Valor is of no service, chance rules all, and the bravest often fall by the hands of cowards.
In the struggle between those seeking power there is no middle course.