It Is An Ill Thing To Be

Athena: You Wish To Be Called Righteous Rather Than Act Right. [...] I Say, Wrong Must Not Win By Technicalities.

Ye Waves That O'er Th' Interminable Ocean Wreathe Your Crisped Smiles.

In Every Tyrant's Heart There Springs In The End This Poison, That He Cannot Trust A Friend.

Even The Old Should Learn.

Honor Modesty More Than Your Life.