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No Need For Confusion, My Dear Mulgrave... Beautiful Wine And Sour Vinegar Come From Exactly The Same Source. Curiously If One Leaves A Bottle Of Wine Open For Long Enough It Will Become Vinegar. Happily In This House Wine Never Survives Long Enough To Go Bad.

The Baresark Loses All Fear; His Method Is All-out Attack, And Invariably He Takes His Opponent With Him Even If He Falls.

Not One Of The Creatures Of Blood Can Escape Death. We All Face It, And Succumb To It. It Follows Us Like A Dark Shadow. Yet If We Live In Terror Of It, Then We Do Not Live At All. Yes We Are Born Alone, And Yes We Will Die Alone. But In Between, Tae, We Live. We Know Joy.

Our Modern World, Though Infinitely More Complex Than That Of Ancient Greece, Is Also Far More Superficial. Where The Greeks Offered Simple Psychological Training, We Live In An Age Of Style And Spin In Which Perceptions Of Good And Evil Slither And Shift With The Political View Of The Moment.

[f]ear Is A Great Ally.