This Is A Sickness Rooted And Inherent

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.

If A Man Should Wanton Walk With Crime ... He Shall Find In Death No Great Deliverance.

It Is Always The Season For The Old To Learn.

For The Impious Act Begets More After It, Like To The Parent Stock.

There's Only Few People Who Have Strength To Honor Someone's Achievement Without Envy.