Sir, What Does It Matter Whom I

Rome Is No Longer In Rome, It Is Here Where I Am.

It Is A Law, Of The Gods Which Is Never Broken, To Sell Somewhat Dearly The Great Benefits Which They Confer On Us.

A Good Memory Is Needed After One Has Lied.

He Who Can Live In Infamy Is Unworthy Of Life.

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