Truth Is Always The First Casualty Of

Pain Lays Not Its Touch Upon A Corpse.

But When The Dust Has Drunk The Blood Of Men, No Resurrection Comes For One Who's Dead.

On Me The Tempest Falls. It Does Not Make Me Tremble. O Holy Mother Earth, O Air And Sun, Behold Me. I Am Wronged.

Do Not Kick Against The Pricks.

I Would Rather Be Ignorant Than Knowledgeable Of Evils.