Pray The Gods Do Not

Life Is A Short Affair; We Should Try To Make It Smooth, And Free From Strife.

Who Cannot Open An Honest Mind No Friend Will He Be Of Mine.

Lady, The Sun's Light To Our Eyes Is Dear, And Fair The Tranquil Reaches Of The Sea, And Flowery Earth In May, And Bounding Waters; And So Right Many Fair Things I Might Praise; Yet Nothing Is So Radiant And So Fair As For Souls Childless, With Desire Sore-smitten, To See The Light Of Babes About The House.

Love Must Not Touch The Marrow Of The Soul. Our Affections Must Be Breakable Chains That We Can Cast Them Off Or Tighten Them.

Question Everything. Learn Something. Answer Nothing.