Be Strong, Saith My Heart; I Am

This Is The Way I've Always Thought It Should Be. We've Always Blamed Ourselves, But I Guess We Know What Cylinder Wasn't Firing!

For Afterwards A Man Finds Pleasure In His Pains, When He Has Suffered Long And Wandered Long. So I Will Tell You What You Ask And Seek To Know.

One Man Is A Splendid Fighter -- A God Has Made Him So -- One's A Dancer, Another Skilled At Lyre And Song, And Deep In The Next Man's Chest Farseeing Zeus Plants The Gift Of Judgment, Good Clear Sense. And Many Reap The Benefits Of That Treasure.

I'll Get Out Of This City Alive, Even If It Kills Me!

And Empty Words Are Evil.