It's A Man's Jobno Place For Women's

And Though All Streams Flow From A Single Course To Cleanse The Blood From Polluted Hand, They Hasten On Their Course In Vain.

Know Yourself And Fit Yourself To New Fashions. For There Is A New Ruler Among The Gods.

A God Implants In Mortal Guilt Whenever He Wants Utterly To Confound A House.

Jars Neither Of Wine Nor Of Water Shall Fail In The Houses Of The Rich.

When We Sleep The Soul Is Lit Up... By Many Eyes, And With Them, We Can See Everything That We Cannot See In The Daytime.