It Is An Ill Thing To Be

Time Waxing Old Can Many A Lesson Teach.

It Is Not The Oath That Makes Us Believe The Man, But The Man The Oath.

A Man Dies Not For The Many Wounds That Pierce His Breast, Unless It Be That Life's End Keep Pace With Death, Nor By Sitting On His Hearth At Home Doth He The More Escape His Appointed Doom.

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.

Wrong Must Not Win By Technicalities.