One half of my life has put the other half in the grave.

Quote by Pierre Corneille

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My sweetest hope is to lose hope.

My sweetest hope is to lose hope.

What destroys one man preserves another

What destroys one man preserves another

Ambition aspires to descend

Ambition aspires to descend

Peace is produced by war.

Peace is produced by war.

Severity is allowable where gentleness has no effect.

Severity is allowable where gentleness has no effect.

Deceit is the game of petty spirits, and that is by nature a woman's quality.

Deceit is the game of petty spirits, and that is by nature a woman's quality.

To take revenge halfheartedly is to court disaster; either condemn or crown your hatred.

To take revenge halfheartedly is to court disaster; either condemn or crown your hatred.

I have deserved neither so much honor or so much disgrace.

I have deserved neither so much honor or so much disgrace.

It takes good memory to keep up a lie.

It takes good memory to keep up a lie.

He who does not fear death cares naught for threats.

He who does not fear death cares naught for threats.

Reason and love are sworn enemies.

Reason and love are sworn enemies.

True, I am young, but for souls nobly born valor doesn't await the passing of...

True, I am young, but for souls nobly born valor doesn't await the passing of...

It is the crime not the scaffold which is the disgrace.

It is the crime not the scaffold which is the disgrace.

Love is a tyrant sparing none.

Love is a tyrant sparing none.

They who overcome their desires once can overcome them always.

They who overcome their desires once can overcome them always.

The manner of giving is worth more than the gift.

The manner of giving is worth more than the gift.

It is a crime against the State to be powerful enough to commit one.

It is a crime against the State to be powerful enough to commit one.

I see, I know, I believe, I am undeceived.

I see, I know, I believe, I am undeceived.

Oh, how sweet it is to pity the fate of an enemy who can no...

Oh, how sweet it is to pity the fate of an enemy who can no...

We never taste a perfect joy; our happiest successes are mixed with sadness.

We never taste a perfect joy; our happiest successes are mixed with sadness.