I Love You Much Less Than My

To Die For One's Country Is Such A Worthy Fate That All Compete For So Beautiful A Death.

Heaven Often Regulates Effects By Their Causes, And Pays The Wicked What They Have Deserved.

A Monarch Must Sometimes Rule Even Himself: He Who Wants Everything Must Risk Very Little.

One Half Of My Life Has Put The Other Half In The Grave.

Liberty May Be Of No More Use Than Stirring Up The Flame Of Civil Wars; Then, By Disorder Fatal To The World, One Wants No King, The Other Wants No Equal.