Wisdom Cometh By Suffering.

Once To Die Is Better Than Length Of Days In Sorrow Without End.

Ah, Lives Of Men! When Prosperous They Glitter - Like A Fair Picture; When Misfortune Comes - A Wet Sponge At One Blow Has Blurred The Painting.

No Bribes. Nothing That Passes Under The Roof Of A Temple Or Under The Roof Of The Mouth, Can Appease Heaven's Anger Or Deflect Its Aim.

For Wherein Is Life Sweet To Him Who Suffers Grief?

The Anvil Of Justice Is Planted Firm, And Fate Who Makes The Sword Does The Forging In Advance.