Trying Is The First Step Toward Failure.

Men Grow Tired Of Sleep, Love, Singing And Dancing Sooner Than Of War.

And Here I Am Using My Own Lungs Like A Sucker.

There Is No Greater Fame For A Man Than That Which He Wins With His Footwork Or The Skill Of His Hands.

Ah How Shameless – The Way These Mortals Blame The Gods. From Us Alone They Say Come All Their Miseries Yes But They Themselves With Their Own Reckless Ways Compound Their Pains Beyond Their Proper Share.

I've Always Wondered If There Was A God. And Now I Know There Is -- And It's Me.