For A Single Path Leads To The

Time Cleanses What It Touches Over Time.

The Act Of Evil Breeds Others To Follow, Young Sins In Its Own Likeness.

Know Yourself And Fit Yourself To New Fashions. For There Is A New Ruler Among The Gods.

It Is In The Character Of Very Few Men To Honor Without Envy A Friend Who Has Prospered.

Watchful Are The Gods Of All Hands With Slaughter Stained. The Black Furies Wait, And When A Man Has Grown By Luck, Not Justice, Great, With Sudden Overturn Of Chance They Wear Him To A Shade, And, Cast Down To Perdition, Who Shall Save Him?