I Would Rather Die On

Wine Is A Terrible Foe, Hard To Wrestle With.

Nothing Is Hopeless; We Must Hope For Everything.

Know We How Many Tomorrows The Gods Intend For Our Todays.

Humility, A Sense Of Reverence Before The Sons Of Heaven - Of All The Prizes That A Mortal Man Might Win, These, I Say, Are Wisest; These Are Best.

Lucky That Man Whose Children Make His Happiness In Life And Not His Grief, The Anguished Disappointment Of His Hopes.