The Dream Is Short, Repentance Long.

You Have To Go The Rounds From Individual To Individual In Order To Gather The Totality Of The Race.

Misery Travels Free Through The Whole World!

Whatever Lives, Lives To Die In Sorrow. We Engage Our Hearts, And Grasp After The Things Of This World, Only To Undergo The Pang Of Losing Them.

Even The Weak Become Strong When They Are United.

Fate Always Wins, For Our Own Heart Within Us Imperiously Furthers Its Designs.