Justice Shines In Very Smoky Homes, And

Ares Ever Loves To Pluck All The Fairest Flower Of An Armed Host.

Arrogance Is Truly The Child Of Impiety, But From Health Of Soul Comes Happiness, Dear To All, Much Prayed For.

Whoever Is Just Willingly And Without Compulsion Will Not Lack Happiness; He Will Never Be Utterly Destroyed.

The Truth Has To Be Melted Out Of Our Stubborn Lives By Suffering. Nothing Speaks The Truth, Nothing Tells Us How Things Really Are, Nothing Forces Us To Know What We Do Not Want To Know Except Pain. And This Is How The Gods Declare Their Love.

But When Once The Earth Has Sucked Up A Dead Man's Blood, There Is No Way To Raise Him Up.