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I Know Indeed What Evil I Intend To Do, But Stronger Than All My Afterthoughts Is My Fury, Fury That Brings Upon Mortals The Greatest Evils.

If One Must Do A Wrong, It's Best To Do It Pursuing Power-otherwise, Let's Have Virtue.

The Fountains Of Sacred Rivers Flow Upwards (i.e., Everything Is Turned Topsy Turvy).

Sufficiency's Enough For Men Of Sense.

Who Then Will Dare To Say I'm Weak Or Timid? No, They'll Say I'm Loyal As A Friend, Ruthless As A Foe, So Much Like A Hero Destined For Glory.