I Don't Know Yet Whether I Fully

Our Modern World, Though Infinitely More Complex Than That Of Ancient Greece, Is Also Far More Superficial. Where The Greeks Offered Simple Psychological Training, We Live In An Age Of Style And Spin In Which Perceptions Of Good And Evil Slither And Shift With The Political View Of The Moment.

'do Not Expect Help.' 'one Should Always Hope.' 'then Hope For A Handsome Savage With Kindly Ways.'

Not One Of The Creatures Of Blood Can Escape Death. We All Face It, And Succumb To It. It Follows Us Like A Dark Shadow. Yet If We Live In Terror Of It, Then We Do Not Live At All. Yes We Are Born Alone, And Yes We Will Die Alone. But In Between, Tae, We Live. We Know Joy.

Come Back And Stand With Us, Lad. We Will All Go Down Together That's What Makes Us Who We Are.

I Make Little Distinction Between Those Who Commit Evil And Those Who Stand By And Do Nothing.