In The Sinews Of The Dead There

But When Once The Earth Has Sucked Up A Dead Man's Blood, There Is No Way To Raise Him Up.

For Wherein Is Life Sweet To Him Who Suffers Grief?

It Is Best For The Wise Man Not To Seem Wise.

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

For There Is No Defense For A Man Who, In The Excess Of His Wealth, Has Kicked The Great Altar Of Justice Out Of Sight.