Courage! Suffering, When It Climbs Highest, Lasts

Bronze Is The Mirror Of Form, Wine Of The Heart.

Wisdom Comes Alone Through Suffering.

Black Smoke, The Flickering Sister Of Fire.

No One Can Count The Terrors That The Earth Spawns, Catastrophic, Gruesome, And The Vast Arms Of The Sea Swarm With Brute Monsters Bent On Harm, And Everywhere Between The Sky And Ground Lights Bloom By Day In Flares And Sudden Bolts; And Birds And Beasts Alike Can Tell Of The Whirlwind's Whirling Wrath.

It Is Always In Season For Old Men To Learn.