For The Weariest Road That Man May

High Honors Are Sweet To A Man's Heart, But Ever They Stand Close To The Brink Of Grief.

No One Is Truly Free, They Are A Slave To Wealth, Fortune, The Law, Or Other People Restraining Them From Acting According To Their Will.

What Anger Worse Or Slower To Abate Then Lovers Love When It Turns To Hate.

You Were A Stranger To Sorrow: Therefore Fate Has Cursed You.

Death Is What Men Want When The Anguish Of Living Is More Than They Can Bear.