All Men Have Need Of The Gods.

The Chance Of War Is Equal, And The Slayer Oft Is Slain.

Dreams Surely Are Difficult, Confusing, And Not Everything In Them Is Brought To Pass For Mankind. For Fleeting Dreams Have Two Gates: One Is Fashioned Of Horn And One Of Ivory. Those Which Pass Through The One Of Sawn Ivory Are Deceptive, Bringing Tidings Which Come To Nought, But Those Which Issue From The One Of Polished Horn Bring True Results When A Mortal Sees Them.

Of All Creatures That Breathe And Move Upon The Earth, Nothing Is Bred That Is Weaker Than Man.

It Is Equally Offensive To Speed A Guest Who Would Like To Stay And To Detain One Who Is Anxious To Leave.

It Is Always The Latest Song That An Audience Applauds The Most.