The Whims Of Youth Break All The

Strife, Only A Slight Thing When She First Rears Her Head But Her Head Soon Hits The Sky As She Strides Across The Earth.

All The Survivors Of The War Had Reached Their Homes And So Put The Perils Of Battle And The Sea Behind Them.

When Are People Going To Learn? Democracy Doesn't Work.

Few Sons Are Like Their Fathers - Many Are Worse, Few Better.

Goddess Of Song, Teach Me The Story Of A Hero.