Pray, For All Men Need The Aid

Bear Patiently, My Heart, For You Have Suffered Heavier Things.

But Curb Thou The High Spirit In Thy Breast, For Gentle Ways Are Best, And Keep Aloof From Sharp Contentions.

Go On With A Spirit That Fears Nothing.

Words Empty As The Wind Are Best Left Unsaid.

Ruin, Eldest Daughter Of Zeus, She Blinds Us All, That Fatal Madness—she With Those Delicate Feet Of Hers, Never Touching The Earth, Gliding Over The Heads Of Men To Trap Us All. She Entangles One Man, Now Another.