Vice, Like Virtue, Grows In Small Steps,

Do Not They Bring It To Pass By Knowing That They Know Nothing At All?

Me, Rule? Me, Place The State Under My Law, When My Feeble Reason No Longer Rules Even Myself!

You Feign Guilt In Order To Justify Yourself.

He Who Ruleth The Raging Of The Sea, Knows Also How To Check The Designs Of The Ungodly. I Submit Myself With Reverence To His Holy Will. O Abner, I Fear My God, And I Fear None But Him.

All Is Asleep: The Army, The Wind, And Neptune.