When A Good Man Is Hurt, All

Reason Can Wrestle And Overthrow Terror.

The Language Of Truth Is Simple.

I Care For Riches, To Make Gifts To Friends, Or Lead A Sick Man Back To Health With Ease And Plenty. Else Small Aid Is Wealth For Daily Gladness; Once A Man Be Done With Hunger, Rich And Poor Are All As One.

Again, A Smooth Answer, Signifying Nothing.

No Man On Earth Is Truly Free, All Are Slaves Of Money Or Necessity. Public Opinion Or Fear Of Prosecution Forces Each One, Against His Conscience, To Conform.