It is the crime not the scaffold which is the disgrace. |
Just vengeance does not call for punishment. |
Love is a tyrant sparing none. |
One often calms one's grief by recounting it. |
One ought to have a good memory when he has told a lie. |
Peace is produced by war. |
Reason and love are sworn enemies |
Severity is allowable where gentleness has no effect. |
The crime and not the scaffold makes the shame. |
The manner of giving is worth more than the gift. |
The manner of giving is worth more than the gift. |
This dark brightness that falls from the stars. |
Those who easily forgive invite offenses. |
To conquer without danger is to conquer without glory. |
To myself alone do I owe my fame. |