Black Smoke, The Flickering Sister Of Fire.

Success! To Thee, As To A God, Men Bend The Knee.

It Is A Profitable Thing, If One Is Wise, To Seem Foolish.

Few Men Have The Natural Strength To Honor A Friend's Success Without Envy.

They Sent Forth Men To Battle, But No Such Men Return; And Home, To Claim Their Welcome, Come Ashes In An Urn

Honor Modesty More Than Your Life.