To Hell With Pleasure That's Haunted By

I Bend But Do Not Break.

Sadness Flies Away On The Wings Of Time.

All The Brains In The World Are Powerless Against The Sort Of Stupidity That Is In Fashion.

To Hell With Pleasure That's Haunted By Fear.

Neither Blows From Pitchfork, Nor From The Lash, Can Make Him Change His Ways. [fr., Coups De Fourches Ni D'etriveres, Ne Lui Font Changer De Manieres.]