Call No Man Happy Till He Is

Obedience, You Know, Is Good Luck's Mother, Wedded To Salvation, They Say.

No Man Looks With Love On Deeds That To The High Gods Hateful Prove.

Truth Is Always The First Casualty Of War.

Old Men Are Children Once Again A Dream That Sways And Wavers Into The Hard Light Of Day.

For Hostile Word Let Hostile Word Be Paid.