For The Marriage Bed Ordained

In War, Truth Is The First Casualty.

There Is A Limit To The Best Of Health, Disease Is Always A Near Neighbor.

Wisdom Comes Through Suffering. Trouble, With Its Memories Of Pain, Drips In Our Hearts As We Try To Sleep, So Men Against Their Will Learn To Practice Moderation. Favours Come To Us From Gods.

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

Sweet Is A Grief Well Ended.