Oh, My Tattered Rags Are Caught On

Why So Much Grief For Me? No Man Will Hurl Me Down To Death, Against My Fate. And Fate? No One Alive Has Ever Escaped It, Neither Brave Man Nor Coward, I Tell You - It’s Born With Us The Day That We Are Born.

The God Of War Is Impartial: He Hands Out Death To The Man Who Hands Out Death.

Nor Can One Word Be Chang'd But For A Worse.

When Are People Going To Learn? Democracy Doesn't Work.

Young People Are Thoughtless As A Rule.