Mourn For Me Rather As Living Than

It Is The Nature Of Mortals To Kick A Fallen Man.

Only When A Man's Life Comes To Its End In Prosperity Dare We Pronounce Him Happy.

The Man Who Boldly Transgresses, Amassing A Great Heap Unjustly--by Force, In Time, He Will Strike His Sail, When Trouble Seizes Him As The Yardarm Is Splintered. He Calls On Those Who Hear Nothing And He Struggles In The Midst Of The Whirling Waters. The God Laughs At The Hot-headed Man, Seeing Him, Who Boasted That This Would Never Happen, Exhausted By Distress Without Remedy And Unable To Surmount The Cresting Wave. He Wrecks The Happiness Of His Earlier Life On The Reef Of Justice, And He Perishes Unwept, Unseen.

Know Not To Revere Human Things Too Much.

It Is A Profitable Thing, If One Is Wise, To Seem Foolish.