Death Was To Be My Glory, But

To Myself Alone Do I Owe My Fame. [fr., Je Ne Dois Qu'a Moi Seul Toute Ma Renommee.]

As Our Self-interests Differ, So Do Our Feelings.

To He Who Avenges A Father, Nothing Is Impossible

It Is Only Blood That Can Wash Away Such An Outrage; Die Or Kill.

By Speaking Of Our Misfortunes We Often Relieve Them. [fr., A Raconter Ses Maux Souvent On Les Soulage.]