If I can not bend Heaven, I shall move Hell.
Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused.
Harsh necessity, and the newness of my kingdom, force me to do such things and to guard my frontiers everywhere.
Fortune sides with he who dares
She nourishes the poison in her veins and is consumed by a secret fire.
Not being untutored in suffering, I learn to pity those in affliction