Those Who Look For Filth, Can Find

Young Man, Two Are The Forces Most Precious To Mankind. The First Is Demeter, The Goddess. She Is The Earth -- Or Any Name You Wish To Call Her -- And She Sustains Humanity With Solid Food. Next Came Dionysus, The Son Of The Virgin, Bringing The Counterpart To Bread: Wine And The Blessings Of Life's Flowing Juices. His Blood, The Blood Of The Grape, Lightens The Burden Of Our Mortal Misery. Though Himself A God, It Is His Blood We Pour Out To Offer Thanks To The Gods. And Through Him, We Are Blessed.

Time Will Cure You, But Now Is Your Grief Still Young.

Danger Gleams Like Sunshine To A Brave Man's Eyes.

There Is Just One Life For Each Of Us: Our Own.

It Is Better That We Live Ever So Miserably Than Die In Glory.