The Tongue Is The Vile Slave's Vilest

Nature And Wisdom Always Say The Same.

Autumn Is The Harvest Of Greedy Death.

Remorse Is The Fruit Of Crime.

When A Man's Life Is At Stake No Delay Is Too Long. [lat., Nulla Unquam De Morte Cunctatio Longa Est.]

One Path Alone Leads To A Life Of Peace. The Path Of Virtue.