In his deepest heart there surge tremendous shame and madness mixed with sorrow and love whipped on by frenzy and a courage aware of its own worth.

Mantua gave me birth, Calabri snatched me away, now Parthenope holds me; I sang of shepherds, pastures, and heroes. -Mantua me genuit, Calabri rapuere, tenet nunc Parthenope, cecini pascua, rura, duces

Even virtue is fairer in a fair body.

Do not yield to misfortunes, but advance more boldly to meet them, as your fortune permits you.

The noblest motive is the public good.

Fear betrays unworthy souls.

In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?