Only Death Rescues Us From

Seeing My Malevolent Face In The Mirror, My Benevolent Soul Shrinks Back.

My Noisy Denunciation Trails Off In Doubt.

Idleness Makes People Feeble And Peevish. Work Makes Them Stalwart And Prone To Anger.

Winning Means Outlasting Everyone Else.

Abyss-mongering Makes Professors And Poets Feel Daring.