Time Conquers All, And We Must Time

Time Conquers All, And We Must Time Obey.

So Perish All Who Do The Like Again.

Dear, Damned, Distracting Town, Farewell! Thy Fools No More I'll Tease: This Year In Peace, Ye Critics, Dwell, Ye Harlots, Sleep At Ease!

Party-spirit At Best Is But The Madness Of Many For The Gain Of A Few.

Offend Her, And She Knows Not To Forgive; Oblige Her, And She'll Hate You While You Live.