Employ Thy Time Well, If

Guests, Like Fish, Begin To Smell After Three Days.

Notwithstanding My Experiments With Electricity The Thunderbolt Continues To Fall Under Our Noses And Beards; And As For The Tyrant, There Are A Million Of Us Still Engaged At Snatching Away His Sceptre.

To Err Is Human, To Repent Divine; To Persist Devilish.

What One Relishes, Nourishes.

Take Courage, Mortal... Death Cannot Banish You From The Universe.