I Bend But Do Not Break.

O Tyrant Love, When Held By You, We May To Prudence Bid Adieu. [fr., Amour! Amour! Quand Tu Nous Tiens On Peut Bien Dire, Adieu, Prudence.]

We Believe No Evil Till The Evil's Done

We Ought Never To Scoff At The Wretched, For Who Can Be Sure Of Continued Happiness?

Even If Misfortune Is Only Good For Bringing A Fool To His Senses, It Would Still Be Just To Deem It Good For Something.

I Bend But Do Not Break.