I Shall Be An Attila To Venice.

The Sentiment Of National Honor Is Never More Than Half Extinguished In The French. It Takes Only A Spark To Re-kindle It.

I Am A Monarch Of God's Creation, And You Reptiles Of The Earth Dare Not Oppose Me. I Render An Account Of My Government To None Save God And Jesus Christ.

Until Then, Mio Dolce Amor, A Thousand Kisses; But Give Me None In Return, For They Set My Blood On Fire.

Men Are Lead By Trifles.

Civilization Does Everything For The Mind And Favors It Entirely At The Expense Of The Body.