To Be Fortunate Is God, And More

Number, The Most Excellent Of All Inventions.

Fortune Is For All, Judgment Is Theirs Who Have Won It For Themselves.

To Be Free From Evil Thoughts Is God's Best Gift.

No One Can Count The Terrors That The Earth Spawns, Catastrophic, Gruesome, And The Vast Arms Of The Sea Swarm With Brute Monsters Bent On Harm, And Everywhere Between The Sky And Ground Lights Bloom By Day In Flares And Sudden Bolts; And Birds And Beasts Alike Can Tell Of The Whirlwind's Whirling Wrath.

Obedience, You Know, Is Good Luck's Mother, Wedded To Salvation, They Say.