There Is No Beast, No Rush Of

If You Strike Upon A Thought That Baffles You, Break Off From That Entanglement And Try Another, So Shall Your Wits Be Fresh To Start Again.

Ah! The Generals! They Are Numerous, But Not Good For Much!

Open Your Mind Before Your Mouth

Does It Seem That Everything Is Extravagance In The World, Or Rather Madness, When You Watch The Way Things Go? A Crowd Of Rogues Enjoy Blessings They Have Won By Sheer Injustice, While More Honest Folks Are Miserable And Die Of Hunger.

The Gods, My Dear Simple Fellow, Are A Mere Expression Coined By Vulgar Superstition. We Frown Upon Such Coinage Here.