What Good Is It To Live A

The Air Is Zeus, Zeus Earth, And Zeus The Heaven, Zeus All That Is, And What Transcends Them All.

O Death The Healer, Scorn Thou Not, I Pray, To Come To Me: Of Cureless Ills Thou Art The One Physician. Pain Lays Not Its Touch Upon A Corpse.

Once To Die Is Better Than Length Of Days In Sorrow Without End.

I Would Rather Be Ignorant Than Knowledgeable Of Evils.

Honor Modesty More Than Your Life.