Whenever A Man Makes Haste, God Too

Justice Inclines Her Scales So That Wisdom Comes At The Price Of Suffering.

When A Man Dies, Flesh Is Frayed And Broken In The Fire, But Not His Will.

There Is No Pain So Great As The Memory Of Joy In Present Grief.

Remember To Be Submissive, Thou Art Analien, A Fugitive, And In Need.

Obedience, You Know, Is Good Luck's Mother, Wedded To Salvation, They Say.