The cursed hunger for gold. -Auri sacra fames
The hour is ripe, and yonder lies the way.
If I can not bend Heaven, I shall move Hell.
Roman, remember that you shall rule the nations by your authority, for this is to be your skill, to make peace the custom, to spare the conquered, and to wage war until the haughty are brought low.
Such is the love of praise, so great the anxiety for victory.
Love conquers all; therefore, let us submit to love.