Judge A Tree From Its Fruit, Not

Your Very Silence Shows You Agree.

We Must Believe In The Gods No Longer If Injustice Is To Prevail Over Justice.

When Two Souls Compose A Single Song, The Muse Fans Livid Wrath Before Long.

That Glittering Hope Is Immemorial And Beckons Many Men To Their Undoing.

Wine Is A Terrible Foe, Hard To Wrestle With.