Black Smoke, The Flickering Sister Of Fire.

He Who Learns Must Suffer. And Even In Our Sleep Pain That Cannot Forget Falls Drop By Drop Upon The Heart, And In Our Own Despair, Against Our Will, Comes Wisdom To Us By The Awful Grace Of God.

When A Man Dies, Flesh Is Frayed And Broken In The Fire, But Not His Will.

Base Men Who Prosper Are Unenviable.

The Words Of Truth Are Simple.

The Act Of Evil Breeds Others To Follow, Young Sins In Its Own Likeness.