There Is The Sky, Which

We Must Believe In The Gods No Longer If Injustice Is To Prevail Over Justice.

You Women Are All The Same, If Bed's All Right, You Think Everything Else Can Go To The Wind. But If There's Any Infringement Of Your Bed-rights, Then Fair Is Foul And All Hell's Let Loose.

Youth Holds No Society With Grief.

The Same Man Cannot Well Be Skilled In Everything; Each Has His Special Excellence.

The Nobly Born Must Nobly Meet His Fate.