There Is No Harbor Of Peace From

The First Requisite To Happiness Is That A Man Be Born In A Famous City.

Out Of Some Little Thing, Too Free A Tongue Can Make An Outrageous Wrangle.

How Dark Are All The Ways Of God To Man!

The Power That Keeps Cities Of Men Together Is Noble Preservation Of Law.

Doth Some One Say That There Be Gods Above? There Are Not; No, There Are Not. Let No Fool, Led By The Old False Fable, Thus Deceive You. Look At The Facts Themselves, Yielding My Words, No Undue Credence: For I Say That Kings Kill, Rob, Break Oaths, Lay Cities Waste By Fraud, And Doing Thus Are Happier Than Those, Who Live Calm Pious Lives Day After Day. All Divinity Is Built-up From Our Good And Evil Luck.