The Farce Is Finished. I Go To

I Am Going To Seek A Great Purpose, Draw The Curtain, The Farce Is Played.

Always Open All Gates And Roads To Your Enemies, And Rather Make For Them A Bridge Of Silver, To Get Rid Of Them. [fr., Ouvrez Toujours A Vos Ennemis Toutes Les Portes Et Chemin, Et Plutot Leur Faites Un Pont D'argent, Afin De Les Renvoyer.]

In Their Rules There Was Only One Clause: Do What You Will.

It Is Folly To Put The Plough In Front Of The Oxen.

For God, Nothing Is Impossible. And, If He Wanted, In The Future Women Would Give Birth From Their Ears.