Ever The Words Of The Gods Resound;

The Way To Mend The Bad World Is To Create The Right World.

Let Us Not Be Too Much Acquainted. I Would Have A Man Enter His House Through A Hall Filled With Heroic And Sacred Sculptures, That He Might Not Want The Hint Of Tranquillity And Self-poise.

But Do Your Work, And I Shall Know You. Do Your Work, And You Shall Reinforce Yourself.

The World Is Plentiful With Honey, But Only The Humble Bee Can Collect It.

You See, It's All Clear, We Were Meant To Be Here From The Beginning.