He Who Know Most Grieves Most For

Pride, Envy, Avarice - These Are The Sparks Have Set On Fire The Hearts Of All Men.

The Mouse Had Fallen In With Evil Cats.

In His Will, Our Peace.

For She Doth Make My Veins And Pulses Tremble.

This Mountain Is So Formed That It Is Always Wearisome When One Begins The Ascent, But Becomes Easier The Higher One Climbs.