There Is No Disgrace In An Enemy

If You Pour Oil And Vinegar Into The Same Vessel, You Would Call Them Not Friends But Opponents.

And Now It Goes As It Goes And Where It Ends Is Fate. And Neither By Singeing Flesh Nor Tipping Cups Of Wine Nor Shedding Burning Tears Can You Enchant Away The Rigid Fury.

But When Once The Earth Has Sucked Up A Dead Man's Blood, There Is No Way To Raise Him Up.

Know Not To Revere Human Things Too Much.

Call No Man Happy Till He Is Dead.