Detraction's A Bold Monster, And Fears Not

He Is Not Valiant That Dares Lie; But He That Boldly Bears Calamity.

He That Would Govern Others, First Should Be The Master Of Himself.

Greatness, With Private Men Esteem'd A Blessing, Is To Me A Curse; And We, Whom, For Our High Births, They Conclude The Happy Freemen, Are The Only Slaves. Happy The Golden Mean!

We Have Not An Hour Of Life In Which Our Pleasures Relish Not Some Pain, Our Sours, Some Sweetness.

I In My Own House Am An Emperor, And Will Defend What's Mine.