All Men Love You For Themselves. I

You Shall Be Held Down By The Chains Of Your Own Judgment.

Come With Us To The Field, Or Go With Our Brothers To The Sea And Cast Your Net. For The Land And The Sea Shall Be Bountiful To You Even As To Us.

Your Saying 'i Do Not Understand You' Is Praise Beyond My Worth, And An Insult You Do Not Deserve.

You Are The Bows From Which Your Children As Living Arrows Are Sent Forth.

Conscience Is A Just But Weak Judge. Weakness Leaves It Powerless To Execute Its Judgment.