Out Of Sight,out Of Mind

She Sent Him A Warm And Gentle Wind, And Lord Odysseus Was Happy As He Set His Sails To Catch The Breeze. He Sat Beside The Steering Oar And Used His Skill To Steer The Raft.

It Is Equally Bad When One Speeds On The Guest Unwilling To Go, And When He Holds Back One Who Is Hastening. Rather One Should Befriend The Guest Who Is There, But Speed Him When He Wishes.

I Live An Idle Burden To The Ground.

The Chance Of War Is Equal, And The Slayer Oft Is Slain.

Sleep, Delicious And Profound, The Very Counterfeit Of Death