The Childless Escape Much Misery.

No One Is Truly Free, They Are A Slave To Wealth, Fortune, The Law, Or Other People Restraining Them From Acting According To Their Will.

It Is A Strange Form Of Anger, Difficult To Cure, When Two Friends Turn Upon Each Other In Hatred.

Necessity Is Harsh. Fate Has No Reprieve.

Who Then Will Dare To Say I'm Weak Or Timid? No, They'll Say I'm Loyal As A Friend, Ruthless As A Foe, So Much Like A Hero Destined For Glory.

Old Men's Prayers For Death Are Lying Prayers, In Which They Abuse Old Age And Long Extent Of Life. But When Death Draws Near, Not One Is Willing To Die, And Age No Longer Is A Burden To Them.