People Are All Alike In Their Promises.

Its As If You Think You'd Never Find Reason And The Sacred Intertwined

Grammar, Which Knows How To Lord It Over Kings, And With High Hands Makes Them Obey Its Laws.

No Matter What Everybody Says, Ultimately These Things Can Harm Us Only By The Way We React To Them.

It Is Good Food And Not Fine Words That Keeps Me Alive.

The Envious Will Die, But Envy Never. [fr., Les Envieux Mourront, Mais Non Jamais L'envie.]