And Yet, After All, What Is Posthumous

Do What You Will. Even If You Tear Yourself Apart, Most People Will Continue Doing The Same Things.

Thanks To The Gods I Didn't Spend Much Time While Growing Up With My Grandfather's Mistress And Preserved The Flower Of My Youth, Waiting For The Proper Time To Demonstrate My Virility.

Snow Endures But For A Season, And Joy Comes With The Morning.

The Whole Universe Is Change And Life Itself Is But What You Deem It

The Opinion Of 10,000 Men Is Of No Value If None Of Them Know Anything About The Subject.