In The Service Of Caesar,

When A Woman Has The Gift Of Silence She Possesses A Quality Above The Vulgar. It Is A Gift Of Heaven Seldom Bestowed; Without A Little Miracle It Cannot Be Accomplished; And Nature Suffers Violence When Heaven Puts A Woman In The Humor Of Observing Silence.

To Myself Alone Do I Owe My Fame. [fr., Je Ne Dois Qu'a Moi Seul Toute Ma Renommee.]

He Who Forgives Readily Only Invites Offense.

Each Instant Of Life Is A Step Toward Death.

He Who Can Live In Infamy Is Unworthy Of Life.