They Who Are Sad Find Somehow Sweetness

There Is The Sky, Which Is All Men's Together.

Bodies Devoid Of Mind Are As Statues In The Market Place.

Silver And Gold Are Not The Only Coin; Virtue Too Passes Current All Over The World.

Those Who Have Not, And Live In Want, Are A Menace, Ridden With Envy And Fooled By Demagogues.

I Know Indeed What Evil I Intend To Do, But Stronger Than All My Afterthoughts Is My Fury, Fury That Brings Upon Mortals The Greatest Evils.