No Man Can Have Society Upon His

Find The Journey's End In Every Step.

Nothing Is At Last Sacred But The Integrity Of Your Own Mind.

The Only Thing That Can Grow Is The Thing You Give Energy To.

A Person Seldom Falls Sick But The Bystanders Are Animated With A Faint Hope That He Will Die.

In Spite Of Virtue And The Muse, Nemesis Will Have Her Dues, And All Our Struggles And Our Toils Tighter Wind The Giant Coils.