Why Cover The Same Ground Again? ...

Servants, When Their Lords No Longer Sway, Their Minds No More To Righteous Courses Bend.

Thus Have The Gods Spun The Thread For Wretched Mortals: That They Live In Grief While They Themselves Are Without Cares; For Two Jars Stand On The Floor Of Zeus Of The Gifts Which He Gives, One Of Evils And Another Of Blessings.

Many Shining Actions Owe Their Success To Chance, Though The General Or Statesman Receive The Applause.

I'm A Spalding Gray In A Rick Dees World.

Which Would You Rather Be, A Conqueror In The Olympic Games, Or The Crier That Proclaims Who Are Conquerors?