Once To Die Is Better Than Length

High Fortune, This In Man's Eye Is God And More Than God Is This.

The Great And Amorous Sky Curved Over The Earth, And Lay Upon Her As A Pure Lover. The Rain, The Humid Flux Descending From Heaven For Both Man And Animal, For Both Thick And Strong, Germinated The Wheat, Swelled The Furrows With Fecund Mud And Brought Forth The Buds In The Orchards. And It Is I Who Empowered These Moist Espousals, I The Great Aphrodite.

Who Holds A Power But Newly Gained Is Ever Stern Of Mood.

. . . It Is Yours Women's To Be Silent And Stay Within Doors.

Only Through Suffering Do We Learn