Once To Die Is Better Than Length

It Is In The Character Of Very Few Men To Honor Without Envy A Friend Who Has Prospered.

Old Men, What Are They? Fast Fading The Leaf, Three-footed They Walk, Yet Frail As A Child, As A Dream Set Afloat In The Daylight.

Everyone Is Ready To Speak Ill Of A Stranger.

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

But Still The Block Of Vengeance Firm Doth Stand, And Fate, As Swordsmith, Hammers Blow On Blow.