The Joys Of The Evil Flow Away

A Tragedy Need Not Have Blood And Death; It's Enough That It All Be Filled With That Majestic Sadness That Is The Pleasure Of Tragedy.

And Do You Count For Nothing God Who Fights For Us?

The Day Is Not Purer Than The Depths Of My Heart.

The Quarrels Of Lovers Are The Renewal Of Love.

Thank The Gods! My Misery Exceeds All My Hopes!