Even A Fool Learns Something Once It

And Heaven, That Every Virtue Bears In Mind, E'en To The Ashes Of The Just Is Kind.

Friend, Many And Many A Dream Is Mere Confusion A Cobweb Of No Consequence At All. Two Gates For Ghostly Dreams There Are: One Gateway Of Honest Horn, And One Of Ivory. Issuing By The Ivory Gate Are Dreams Of Glimmering Illusion, Fantasies, But Those That Come Through Solid Polished Horn May Be Borne Out, If Mortals Only Know Them.

No Trust Is To Be Placed In Women.

The Minds Of The Everlasting Gods Are Not Changed Suddenly.

The Long Historian Of My Country's Woes.