I'm A White Male, Age 18 To

The Lot Of Man-to Suffer And Die.

Rock Stars, Is There Anything They Don't Know?

Let Me Not Then Die Ingloriously And Without A Struggle, But Let Me First Do Some Great Thing That Shall Be Told Among Men Hereafter.

And By The Sacred Parchment, I Swear That If I Reveal The Secrets Of The Stonecutters, May My Stomach Become Bloated And My Head Be Plucked Of All But Three Hairs

Jove Lifts The Golden Balances That Show The Fates Of Mortal Men, And Things Below.