One Ought To Have A Good Memory

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

My Sweetest Hope Is To Lose Hope

For Souls Nobly Born, Valor Doesn't Await The Passing Of Years

The Universe Has No Prince Or King That It [rome] Would Consider Equal To Its Humblest Citizen.

Be It Only For A Day, It Is Still A Glory Without Equal To Be Master Of The World Just That Day.