For By The Will Of The Gods

Hungry Wailing Standeth Not Aloof.

For A Murderous Blow Let Murderous Blow Atone.

For In Pure Maidens, Knowing Not The Marriage-bed, The Glance Of The Eyes Sinks From Shame.

Too Few Rejoice At A Friend's Good Fortune.

There's Only Few People Who Have Strength To Honor Someone's Achievement Without Envy.