Wisdom Cometh By Suffering.

For Wherein Is Life Sweet To Him Who Suffers Grief?

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

For The Lips Of Zeus Do Not Know How To Lie, But Bring To Fulfilment Every Word.

With Our Own Feathers, Not By Others' Hands, Are We Now Smitten.

The Tongue Of Slander Is Too Prompt With Wanton Malice To Wound The Stranger.