There Is No Benefit In The Gifts

How Base A Thing It Is When A Man Will Struggle With Necessity! We Have To Die.

To Every Man, Even Though He Be A Slave, The Light Of Heaven Is Sweet.

The Language Of Truth Is Simple.

Soon All Of You Immortals Will Be As Dead As We Are! Come On Then, What Are You Waiting For? Have You Run Out Of Thunderbolts?

Our Lives ... Are But A Little While, So Let Them Run As Sweetly As You Can, And Give No Thought To Grief From Day To Day. For Time Is Not Concerned To Keep Our Hopes, But Hurries On Its Business, And Is Gone.