Better To Flee From Death Than Feel

And Now I'm Using Sarcasm, To Confess The Whole Thing So Later I Could Say I Already Told You.

By Hook Or By Crook This Peril Too Shall Be Something That We Remember

Uncontrollable Laughter Arose Among The Blessed Gods.

Like Leaves On Trees The Race Of Man Is Found,- Now Green In Youth, Now Withering On The Ground; Another Race The Following Spring Supplies: They Fall Successive, And Successive Rise.

I Won't Lie To You, Fatherhood Isn't Easy Like Motherhood.