Old Age Is But A

Comedy Is Allied To Justice.

You Will Never Make The Crab Walk Straight.

First Listen, My Friend, And Then You May Shriek And Bluster.

The Gods, My Dear Simple Fellow, Are A Mere Expression Coined By Vulgar Superstition. We Frown Upon Such Coinage Here.

Do Not Bandy Words With Your Father, Nor Treat Him As A Dotard, Nor Reproach The Old Man, Who Has Cherished You, With His Age.