There Seems To Be Some Pleasure For

Worse Than A True Evil Is It To Bear The Burden Of Faults That Are Not Truly Yours.

He Is Life's Liberating Force. He Is Release Of Limbs And Communion Through Dance. He Is Laughter, And Music In Flutes. He Is Repose From All Cares -- He Is Sleep! When His Blood Bursts From The Grape And Flows Across Tables Laid In His Honor To Fuse With Our Blood, He Gently, Gradually, Wraps Us In Shadows Of Ivy-cool Sleep.

Some Wisdom You Must Learn From One Who's Wise

He Was A Wise Man Who Originated The Idea Of God.

When A Wise Man Chooses A Sane Basis For His Arguments, It Is No Great Task To Speak Well.