That's A Miserable And Cursed Word, To

It Wasn't For Nothing That The Raven Was Just Now Croaking On My Left Hand.

If You Have Overcome Your Inclination And Not Been Overcome By It, You Have Reason To Rejoice.

Ah Yes, The Gods Use Us Mortals As Footballs!

I Have Lost My Oil And My Labor. (labored In Vain.) [lat., Oleum Et Operam Perdidi.]

The Mind Is Hopeful; Success Is In God's Hands. [lat., Sperat Quidem Animus: Quo Eveniat, Diis In Manu Est.]