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It Is A Profitable Thing, If One Is Wise, To Seem Foolish.

The Man Who Boldly Transgresses, Amassing A Great Heap Unjustly--by Force, In Time, He Will Strike His Sail, When Trouble Seizes Him As The Yardarm Is Splintered. He Calls On Those Who Hear Nothing And He Struggles In The Midst Of The Whirling Waters. The God Laughs At The Hot-headed Man, Seeing Him, Who Boasted That This Would Never Happen, Exhausted By Distress Without Remedy And Unable To Surmount The Cresting Wave. He Wrecks The Happiness Of His Earlier Life On The Reef Of Justice, And He Perishes Unwept, Unseen.

Time, Waxing Old, Doth All Things Purify.

The Saying Goes That The Gods Leave A Town Once It Is Captured.

Zeus, First Cause, Prime Mover; For What Thing Without Zeus Is Done Among Mortals?