For Wherein Is Life Sweet To Him

Let There Be Wealth Without Tears; Enough For The Wise Man Who Will Ask No Further.

Fear Is Stronger Than Arms.

The Man Whose Authority Is Recent Is Always Stern.

I Pray The Gods Will Give Me Some Relief And End This Weary Job. One Long Full Year I've Been Lying Here, On This Rooftop, The Palace Of The Sons Of Atreus, Resting On My Arms, Just Like A Dog. I've Come To Know The Night Sky, Every Star, The Powers We See Glittering In The Sky, Bringing Winter And Summer To Us All, As The Constellations Rise And Sink.

From A Just Fraud God Turneth Not Away.