To Myself Alone Do I Owe My

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

It Is An Imprudence Common To Kings To Listen To Too Much Advice And To Err In Their Choice.

Just As We Never Taste Happiness In Perfection, Our Most Fortunate Successes Are Mixed With Sadness. So Too We Never Taste Sadness Completely, As Things Could Always Be Worse In Some Way And For This We Can Be Grateful.

The Man Who Pardons Easily Courts Injury.

As Our Self-interests Differ, So Do Our Feelings.