For The Weariest Road That Man May

A Just Cause Needs No Interpreting. It Carries Its Own Case. But The Unjust Argument Since It Is Sick, Needs Clever Medicine.

Fate Finds For Every Man; His Share Of Misery.

Life Is Short, Yet Sweet.

I Sacrifice To No God Save Myself - And To My Belly, Greatest Of Deities.

And Wealth Abides Not, It Is But For A Day.