Rumours Voiced By Women Come To Nothing.

Everyone's Quick To Blame The Alien.

Of All The Gods Only Death Does Not Desire Gifts.

The Great And Amorous Sky Curved Over The Earth, And Lay Upon Her As A Pure Lover. The Rain, The Humid Flux Descending From Heaven For Both Man And Animal, For Both Thick And Strong, Germinated The Wheat, Swelled The Furrows With Fecund Mud And Brought Forth The Buds In The Orchards. And It Is I Who Empowered These Moist Espousals, I The Great Aphrodite.

The Saying Goes That The Gods Leave A Town Once It Is Captured.

There Are Times When Fear Is Good. It Must Keep Its Watchful Place At The Heart's Controls.