We White People Think That We Know

Yea, All Things Live Forever, Though At Times They Sleep And Are Forgotten.

That Which Is Alive Hath Known Death, And That Which Is Dead Can Never Die, For In The Circle Of The Spirit Life Is Naught And Death Is Naught. Yea, All Things Live Forever, Though At Times They Sleep And Are Forgotten.

As For The Girl, Since She Is Well Favoured, She Shall Brew The King's Beer, And Be Numbered Amongst The King's Wives-unless, Indeed, He Is Pleased To Give Her To Me.

Truly Wealth, Which Men Spend All Their Lives In Acquiring, Is A Valueless Thing At The Last.

The Acorn Of Ambition Often Grows Into An Oak From Which Men Hang.