Time Will Cure You, But Now Is

Let No One Think Of Me That I Am Humble Or Weak Or Passive; Let Them Understand I Am Of A Different Kind: Dangerous To My Enemies, Loyal To My Friends. To Such A Life Glory Belongs.

Luckier Than One's Neighbor, But Still Not Happy.

And Wealth Abides Not, It Is But For A Day.

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

It Is Better That We Live Ever So Miserably Than Die In Glory.