No One Ever Became Thoroughly

Rare Is The Union Of Beauty And Purity. [lat., Rara Est Adeo Concordia Formae Atque Pudicitiae.]

Let Him Love None And Be By None Beloved!

No Nice Extreme A True Italian Knows; But Bid Him Go To Hell, To Hell He Goes.

Of What Use Are Pedigrees, Or To Be Thought Of Noble Blood, Or The Display Of Family Portraits, O Ponticus?

Revenge Is Sweeter Than Life Itself. So Think Fools.