To Learn Is To Be Young, However

For Wherein Is Life Sweet To Him Who Suffers Grief?

Long Tarries Destiny, But Comes To Those Who Pray.

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

And Though All Streams Flow From A Single Course To Cleanse The Blood From Polluted Hand, They Hasten On Their Course In Vain.

There Is A Time When Fear Is Good And Ought To Remain Seated As A Guardian Of The Heart.