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Impudence Is The Worst Of All Human Diseases.

Whom The Gods Destroy, They First Make Mad.

Do Not Plan For Ventures Before Finishing What's At Hand.

It's Folly That Women Measure Their Happiness With The Pleasures Of The Bed, But They Do. And When The Pleasure Cools Or Their Man Goes Missing, All They Once Lived For Turns Dark And Hateful.

To Die With Glory, If One Has To Die At All, Is Still, I Think, Pain For The Dier.