Everything Flows And Nothing Stays.

I Didn't Lie! I Just Created Fiction With My Mouth!

Like Leaves On Trees The Race Of Man Is Found,- Now Green In Youth, Now Withering On The Ground; Another Race The Following Spring Supplies: They Fall Successive, And Successive Rise.

There Is No Fouler Fiend Than A Woman When Her Mind Is Bent To Evil.

Whoever Obeys The Gods, To Him They Particularly Listen.

Each Man Delights In The Work That Suits Him Best.