Oh rage! Oh despair! Oh age, my enemy!
Deceit is the game of petty spirits, and that is by nature a woman's quality.
I can be forced to live without happiness, but I will never consent to live without honor.
One often calms one's grief by recounting it.
Every man of courage is a man of his word.
To die for one's country is such a worthy fate that all compete for so beautiful a death.
We never taste a perfect joy our happiest successes are mixed with sadness.
A true king is neither husband nor father he considers his throne and nothing else.
We never taste happiness in perfection, our most fortunate successes are mixed with sadness.
Each instant of life is a step toward death.
My sweetest hope is to lose hope.
Master of the universe but not of myself, I am the only rebel against my absolute power.
Happiness seems made to be shared.