One Half Of My Life Has Put

All Great Virtues Become Great Men. [fr., Toutes Grandes Vertus Conviennent Aux Grands Hommes.]

We Never Taste A Perfect Joy; Our Happiest Successes Are Mixed With Sadness.

Happiness Seems Made To Be Shared.

A Liar Is Always Lavish Of Oaths. [fr., Un Menteur Est Toujours Prodigue De Serments.]

He Should Be Envied Who When His Strength Is Spent Lays Down His Life. Old Age Reserves A Melancholy Fate For Noble Souls Before Their Life Is Done.