The First Requisite To Happiness Is That

There Is No Bitterness To Be Compared With That Between Two People Who Once Loved.

Tell Me How Does It Feel With My Teeth In Your Heart!

To Die With Glory, If One Has To Die At All, Is Still, I Think, Pain For The Dier.

Knowledge Is Not Wisdom: Cleverness Is Not, Not Without Awareness Of Our Death, Not Without Recalling Just How Brief Our Flare Is. He Who Overreaches Will, In His Overreaching, Lose What He Possesses, Betray What He Has Now. That Which Is Beyond Us, Which Is Greater Than The Human, The Unattainably Great, Is For The Mad, Or For Those Who Listen To The Mad, And Then Believe Them.

A Wretched Child Is He Who Does Not Return His Parents' Care.