Everyone, To Those Weaker Than Themselves, Is

When A Man Dies, Flesh Is Frayed And Broken In The Fire, But Not His Will.

We Shall Perish By Guile Just As We Slew.

No Man Looks With Love On Deeds That To The High Gods Hateful Prove.

In The Lack Of Judgment Great Harm Arises, But One Vote Cast Can Set Right A House.

The Misfortunes Of Mankind Are Of Varied Plumage.