Honor Modesty More Than Your Life.

This Is The Law: Blood Spilt Upon The Ground Cries Out For More.

It Is Like A Woman Indeed To Take Rapture Before The Fact Is Shown For True. They Believe Too Easily, Are Too Quick To Shift From Ground To Ground; And Swift Indeed The Rumor Voiced By A Woman Dies Again.

Bonds And The Pangs Of Hunger Are Excellent Prophet Doctors For The Wits.

In Visions Of The Night, Like Dropping Rain, Descend The Many Memories Of Pain.

Know Not To Revere Human Things Too Much.