For In The Voyage Of The Heart,

Old Men Are Always Young Enough To Learn With Profit.

Unjustly Men Hate Death, Which Is The Greatest Defence Against Their Many Ills.

The Truth Has To Be Melted Out Of Our Stubborn Lives By Suffering. Nothing Speaks The Truth, Nothing Tells Us How Things Really Are, Nothing Forces Us To Know What We Do Not Want To Know Except Pain. And This Is How The Gods Declare Their Love.

The People's Awe And Innate Fear Will Hold Injustice Back By Day, By Night, So Long As The People Leave The Laws Intact, Just As They Are: Muddy The Cleanest Spring, And All You'll Have To Drink Is Muddy Water.

Destiny Waits Alike For The Free Man As Well As For Him Enslaved By Another's Might.