Honesty Is Praised And Left In The

He Who Meditates A Crime Secretly Within Himself Has All The Guilt Of The Act.

The Sicilian Tyrants Never Devised A Greater Punishment Than Envy.

Tears Ready To Do Duty At A Minute's Notice.

Let Me Moderate Our Sorrows. The Grief Of A Man Should Not Exceed Proper Bounds, But Be In Proportion To The Blow He Has Received. [lat., Ponamus Nimios Gemitus: Flagrantior Aequo Non Debet Dolor Esse Viri, Nec Vulnere Major.]

Trust Me No Tortures Which The Poets Feign Can Match The Fierce Unutterable Pain He Feels, Who Night And Day Devoid Of Rest Carries His Own Accuser In His Breast.