No Grief Is So Acute

True Glory Takes Root, And Even Spreads; All False Pretences, Like Flowers, Fall To The Ground; Nor Can Any Counterfeit Last Long.

Let Us Remember That Justice Must Be Observed Even To The Lowest.

The Nearer I Approach Death The More I Feel Like One Who Is In Sight Of Land At Last And Is About To Anchor In One's Home Port After A Long Voyage.

But The Night Mother Is Mother To All! It Is Her Voice We Follow! Her Will! Would You Dare Risk Disobedience? And Surely... Punishment?

I Do Not Now So Much As Wish To Have The Strength Of Youth Again That I Wish'd In Youth For The Strength Of An Ox Or Elephant. For It Is Our Business Only To Make The Best Use We Can Of The Powers Granted Us By Nature.