Only A Madman Would Give Good For

Talk Sense To A Fool And He Calls You Foolish.

Mankind . . . Possesses Two Supreme Blessings. First Of These Is The Goddess Demeter, Or Earth Whichever Name You Choose To Call Her By. It Was She Who Gave To Man His Nourishment Of Grain. But After Her There Came The Son Of Semele, Who Matched Her Present By Inventing Liquid Wine As His Gift To Man. For Filled With That Good Gift, Suffering Mankind Forgets Its Grief; From It Comes Sleep; With It Oblivion Of The Troubles Of The Day. There Is No Other Medicine For Misery.

To An Old Father, Nothing Is More Sweet Than A Daughter. Boys Are More Spirited, But Their Ways Are Not So Tender.

The Day Is For Honest Men, The Night For Thieves.

Dead Men Have No Victory.