Prepare Yourselves For The Roaring Voice Of

I Loathe A Friend Whose Gratitude Grows Old, A Friend Who Takes His Friend's Prosperity But Will Not Voyage With Him In His Grief

The Bold Are Helpless Without Cleverness.

Mankind Led On By Gods Err All Too Easily.

Talk Sense To A Fool And He Calls You Foolish.

Love Must Not Touch The Marrow Of The Soul. Our Affections Must Be Breakable Chains That We Can Cast Them Off Or Tighten Them.