Go With Your Fate, But Not Beyond.

We Persians Have A Saying That One Should Deliberate Serious Matters First Drunk, Then Sober.

At The Stair-foot Hephaistion Was Waiting. He Happened To Be There, As He Happened To Have A Ball Handy If Alexander Wanted A Game, Or Water If He Was Thirsty; Not By Calculation, But In A Constant Awareness By Which No Smallest Trifle Was Missed. Now, When He Came Down The Stairs With A Shut Mouth And Blue Lines Under His Eyes, Hephaistion Received Some Mute Signal He Understood, And Fell Into Step Beside Him.

Often Beauty Grows Dull Or Common When Speech Breaks The Mask.

Never Destroy Without Thought Your Enemy's Pretences; They Are Usually Your Best Weapon Against Him.

A Man Is At His Youngest When He Thinks He Is A Man, Not Yet Realizing That His Actions Must Show It.