Whatever Day Makes Man A Slave, Takes

But He Whose Inborn Worth His Acts Commend, Of Gentle Soul, To Human Race A Friend.

Why So Much Grief For Me? No Man Will Hurl Me Down To Death, Against My Fate. And Fate? No One Alive Has Ever Escaped It, Neither Brave Man Nor Coward, I Tell You - It’s Born With Us The Day That We Are Born.

Because They're Stupid, That's Why. That's Why Everybody Does Everything.

The Charity That Is A Trifle To Us Can Be Precious To Others.

Evil Deeds Do Not Prosper; The Slow Man Catches Up With The Swift.