More Grievous Than Tears Is The Sight

The Confession Of One Man Humbles All.

You Are Fastened To Them And Cannot Understand How, Because They Are Not Fastened To You.

Whatever I Take, I Take Too Much Or Too Little; I Do Not Take The Exact Amount. The Exact Amount Is No Use To Me.

If Those Who Owe Us Nothing Gave Us Nothing, How Poor We Would Be.

My Bits Of Time Play With Eternity.