The Rule Of The Many Is Not

Thou Shalt Not Take Moochers Into Thy Hut?

Once You Go Vatican, You Never Go Back Again.

The Journey Is The Thing.

The Glorious Gifts Of The Gods Are Not To Be Cast Aside.

The Sun Rose On The Flawless Brimming Sea Into A Sky All Brazen-all One Brightening For Gods Immortal And For Mortal Men On Plowlands Kind With Grain.