For A Deadly Blow Let Him Pay

In Every Tyrant's Heart There Springs In The End This Poison, That He Cannot Trust A Friend.

The Great And Amorous Sky Curved Over The Earth, And Lay Upon Her As A Pure Lover. The Rain, The Humid Flux Descending From Heaven For Both Man And Animal, For Both Thick And Strong, Germinated The Wheat, Swelled The Furrows With Fecund Mud And Brought Forth The Buds In The Orchards. And It Is I Who Empowered These Moist Espousals, I The Great Aphrodite.

The Air Is Zeus, Zeus Earth, And Zeus The Heaven, Zeus All That Is, And What Transcends Them All.

Of Prosperity Mortals Can Never Have Enough.

Necessity Is Stronger Far Than Art.