Had you been able to say from your heart that you loved me, it might have been well for both of us; should you be able to say it before the end, it may still be well.

But I do not ask you to say it, and beware how you tell me a lie.

I leave you, Teule, but before I go I will say that I honour you more in this hour than I have honoured you before, because you have dared to speak the truth to me, Montezuma's daughter, when a lie had been so easy and so safe.

That woman beyond the seas should be grateful to you, but though I bear her no ill will, between me and her there is a struggle to the death.

We are strangers to each other, and strangers we shall remain, but she has touched your hand as I touch it now; you link us together and are our bond of enmity.
Farewell my husband that is to be.