[but] Age, The Common Enemy Of Mankind,

It's About Time Trees Were Good For Something, Instead Of Just Standing There Like Jerks!

Beauty- It Was A Glorious Gift Of Nature.

Modesty Is Of No Use To A Beggar.

On These Sands And In The Clefts Of The Rocks, In The Depths Of The Sea, In The Creaking Of The Pines, You'll Spy Secret Footprints And Catch Far-off Voices From The Homecoming Celebration. This Land Still Longs For Odysseus.

A Sympathetic Friend Can Be Quite As Dear As A Brother.