Ares Gives His Verdict Without Witnesses.

In Every Tyrant's Heart There Springs In The End This Poison, That He Cannot Trust A Friend.

I Warn The Marauder Dragging Plunder, Chaotic, Rich Beyond All Rights: He'll Strike His Sails, Harried At Long Last, Stunned When The Squalls Of Torment Break His Spars To Bits.

"reverence For Parents" Stands Written Among The Three Laws Of Most Revered Righteousness.

What Good Is It To Live A Life That Brings Pains?

It Is An Easy Thing For One Whose Foot Is On The Outside Of Calamity To Give Advice And To Rebuke The Sufferer.