We Heed No Instincts But Our Own.

The Good, We Do It; The Evil, That Is Fortune; Man Is Always Right, And Destiny Always Wrong.

Sadness Flies Away On The Wings Of Time.

The Argument Of The Strongest Is Always The Best.

Is Not Moderation An Old Refrain Ringing In Our Ears? From Which We All Refrain.

In Everything One Must Consider The End.