Memory Is The Mother Of All Wisdom.

The Truth Has To Be Melted Out Of Our Stubborn Lives By Suffering. Nothing Speaks The Truth, Nothing Tells Us How Things Really Are, Nothing Forces Us To Know What We Do Not Want To Know Except Pain. And This Is How The Gods Declare Their Love.

This Is A Sickness Rooted And Inherent In The Nature Of A Tyranny: That He That Holds It Does Not Trust His Friends.

Rumours Voiced By Women Come To Nothing.

Whenever A Man Makes Haste, God Too Hastens With Him.

There Are Times When Fear Is Good. It Must Keep Its Watchful Place At The Heart's Controls.