Clouds Of Black Birds Rose Up Wailing

Change Is The Sum Of The Universe, And What Is Of Nature Ought Not To Be Feared. But One Gives It Hostages, And Lays One's Grief Upon The Gods. Sokrates Is Free, And Would Have Taught Me Freedom. But I Have Yoked The Immortal Horse That Draws The Chariot With A Horse Of Earth; And When The One Falls, Both Are Entangled In The Traces.

Money Buys Many Things... The Best Of Which Is Freedom.

All Tragedies Deal With Fated Meetings; How Else Could There Be A Play? Fate Deals Its Stroke; Sorrow Is Purged, Or Turned To Rejoicing; There Is Death, Or Triumph; There Has Been A Meeting, And A Change. No One Will Ever Make A Tragedy - And That Is As Well, For One Could Not Bear It - Whose Grief Is That The Principals Never Met.

But Courage Without Conduct Is The Virtue Of A Robber, Or A Tyrant.

There Is Only One Kind Of Shock Worse Than The Totally Unexpected: The Expected For Which One Has Refused To Prepare.