Numbers Are A Fearful Thing.

Young Man, Two Are The Forces Most Precious To Mankind. The First Is Demeter, The Goddess. She Is The Earth -- Or Any Name You Wish To Call Her -- And She Sustains Humanity With Solid Food. Next Came Dionysus, The Son Of The Virgin, Bringing The Counterpart To Bread: Wine And The Blessings Of Life's Flowing Juices. His Blood, The Blood Of The Grape, Lightens The Burden Of Our Mortal Misery. Though Himself A God, It Is His Blood We Pour Out To Offer Thanks To The Gods. And Through Him, We Are Blessed.

Children Are Sweet As The Buds In Spring, But I've Noticed That Those Who Have Them Have Nothing But Trouble All Their Lives.

Toil, Says The Proverb, Is The Sire Of Fame.

God Gives Each His Due At The Time Allotted.

Action Achieves More Than Words.