Peace Is Produced By War.

These Flattering Mirrors Reflect Imperfectly What Is Within; The Countenance Is Often A Gay Deceiver. What Defects Of Mind Lie Hidden Under Its Beauty! What Fair Exteriors Conceal Base Souls!

I Have Deserved Neither So Much Honor Or So Much Disgrace.

The Fire Which Seems Extinguished Often Slumbers Beneath The Ashes.

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

I Don't Know How To Defend Myself: Surprised Innocence Cannot Imagine Being Under Suspicion.