Wrath Brings Mortal Men Their Gravest Hurt.

The Brave Endure Their Labors, The Cowardly Are Worth The Cowards Nothing At All.

Today's Today. Tomorrow We May Be Ourselves Gone Down The Drain Of Eternity.

Power Gives No Purchase To The Hand, It Will Not Hold, Soon Perishes, And Greatness Goes.

There Is Nothing More Hostile To A City That A Tyrant, Under Whom In The First And Chiefest Place, There Are Not Laws In Common, But One Man, Keeping The Law Himself To Himself, Has The Sway, And This Is No Longer Equal.

Only A Madman Would Give Good For Evil