By Mutual Confidence And Mutual Aid -

A Generation Of Men Is Like A Generation Of Leaves; The Wind Scatters Some Leaves Upon The Ground, While Others The Burgeoning Wood Brings Forth - And The Season Of Spring Comes On. So Of Men One Generation Springs Forth And Another Ceases.

The Rule Of The Many Is Not Well. One Must Be Chief In War And One The King.

I'm A White Male, Age 18 To 49. Everyone Listens To Me, No Matter How Dumb My Suggestions Are.

Men In Their Generations Are Like The Leaves Of The Trees. The Wind Blows And One Year's Leaves Are Scattered On The Ground; But The Trees Burst Into Bud And Put On Fresh Ones When The Spring Comes Round.

Men Grow Tired Of Sleep, Love, Singing And Dancing Sooner Than Of War.