High Honors Are Sweet To A Man's

Time Will Bring Healing.

Every Man Is Like The Company He Wont To Keep.

There Seems To Be Some Pleasure For Women In Sick Talk Of One Another.

Had I Succeeded Well, I Had Been Reckoned Amongst The Wise; Our Minds Are So Disposed To Judge From The Event.

Soon All Of You Immortals Will Be As Dead As We Are! Come On Then, What Are You Waiting For? Have You Run Out Of Thunderbolts?