Hate Is The Father Of All Evil.

All Beauty Is Sad. [...] For It Fades.

What Will You Do Now?' I Think I Will Become A Monk And Devote My Entire Life To Prayer And Good Works.' No,' Said Rek. 'i Mean, What Will You Do Today?' Ah! Today I'll Get Drunk And Go Whoring,' Said Bowman.

We All Have Scars [...] Better By Far For Them To Be Worn On The Outside.

One Hundred Only, Lord Earl. But Judge Us Not By Our Number. Rather, Watch The Numbers Of Dead We Leave Behind.

Life Is A Struggle, From The Agonies Of Birth To The Railing Against Death. Devour Or Be Devoured. The Law Of The Wild.