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You Have Been Trapped In The Inescapable Net Of Ruin By Your Own Want Of Sense.

Obstinacy Standing Alone Is The Weakest Of All Things In One Whose Mind Is Not Possessed By Wisdom.

Happiness Is A Choice That Requires Effort At Times.

The Seed Of Mortals Broods O'er Passing Things, And Hath Nought Surer Than The Smoke-cloud's Shadow.

What Is There More Kindly Than The Feeling Between Host And Guest?