Destiny Waits Alike For The Free Man

For Somehow This Is Tyranny's Disease, To Trust No Friends.

A People's Wrath Voiced Abroad Bringeth Grave Danger, No Less Than Public Curse Pronounced.

I Have Learned To Hate All Traitors, And There Is No Disease That I Spit On More Than Treachery.

He Who Learns Must Suffer. And Even In Our Sleep Pain That Cannot Forget Falls Drop By Drop Upon The Heart, And In Our Own Despair, Against Our Will, Comes Wisdom To Us By The Awful Grace Of God.

For A Single Path Leads To The House Of Hades.