Blood Streams In Sacrifice; Yet Anguish Finds

There Is One Thing Alone That Stands The Brunt Of Life Throughout Its Course; A Quiet Conscience.

Sweet Is The Remembrance Of Troubles When You Are In Safety.

Love Distills Desire Upon The Eyes, Love Brings Bewitching Grace Into The Heart.

Doth Some One Say That There Be Gods Above? There Are Not; No, There Are Not. Let No Fool, Led By The Old False Fable, Thus Deceive You. Look At The Facts Themselves, Yielding My Words, No Undue Credence: For I Say That Kings Kill, Rob, Break Oaths, Lay Cities Waste By Fraud, And Doing Thus Are Happier Than Those, Who Live Calm Pious Lives Day After Day. All Divinity Is Built-up From Our Good And Evil Luck.

Love's All In All To Women.