When Love Is In Excess, It Brings

Try First Thyself, And After Call In God; For To The Worker God Himself Lends Aid.

Cowards Do Not Count In Battle; They Are There, But Not In It.

I Love The Old Way Best, The Simple Way Of Poison, Where We Too Are Strong As Men.

A Wretched Child Is He Who Does Not Return His Parents' Care.

I Hate It In Friends When They Come Too Late To Help.