Pain Lays Not Its Touch Upon A

Mourn For Me Rather As Living Than As Dead.

They Who Prosper Take On Airs Of Vanity.

For Wherein Is Life Sweet To Him Who Suffers Grief?

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

It Is Best For The Wise Man Not To Seem Wise.