Judge A Tree From Its Fruit, Not

All Is Change; All Yields Its Place And Goes.

I Know Indeed What Evil I Intend To Do, But Stronger Than All My Afterthoughts Is My Fury, Fury That Brings Upon Mortals The Greatest Evils.

Account No Man Happy Till He Dies.

O Virtue, I Have Followed You Through Life, And Find You At Last But A Shade.

Bodies Devoid Of Mind Are As Statues In The Market Place.