Words Are Healers Of The Sick Tempered.

The Man Who Does Ill, Ill Must Suffer Too.

A God Implants In Mortal Guilt Whenever He Wants Utterly To Confound A House.

There's Only Few People Who Have Strength To Honor Someone's Achievement Without Envy.

You Shall Learn, Though Late, The Lesson Of How To Be Discreet.

Bronze Is The Mirror Of Form, Wine Of The Heart.