To The Fool, He Who Speaks Wisdom

Hate Is A Bottomless Cup; I Will Pour And Pour

Money Is Far More Persuasive Than Logical Arguments.

Mankind . . . Possesses Two Supreme Blessings. First Of These Is The Goddess Demeter, Or Earth Whichever Name You Choose To Call Her By. It Was She Who Gave To Man His Nourishment Of Grain. But After Her There Came The Son Of Semele, Who Matched Her Present By Inventing Liquid Wine As His Gift To Man. For Filled With That Good Gift, Suffering Mankind Forgets Its Grief; From It Comes Sleep; With It Oblivion Of The Troubles Of The Day. There Is No Other Medicine For Misery.

The Childless Escape Much Misery.

Power Gives No Purchase To The Hand, It Will Not Hold, Soon Perishes, And Greatness Goes.