Unanimous Hatred Is The Greatest Medicine For

In Every Tyrant's Heart There Springs In The End This Poison, That He Cannot Trust A Friend.

I Have Learned To Hate All Traitors, And There Is No Disease That I Spit On More Than Treachery.

Obedience, You Know, Is Good Luck's Mother, Wedded To Salvation, They Say.

For Hostile Word Let Hostile Word Be Paid.

The Tongue Of Slander Is Too Prompt With Wanton Malice To Wound The Stranger.