I Love The Old Way Best, The

All Is Change; All Yields Its Place And Goes.

Vengeance Comes Not Slowly Either Upon You Or Any Other Wicked Man, But Steals Silently And Imperceptibly, Placing Its Foot On The Bad.

How Base A Thing It Is When A Man Will Struggle With Necessity! We Have To Die.

When One With Honeyed Words But Evil Mind Persuades The Mob, Great Woes Befall The State.

Greatness Brings No Profit To People. God Indeed, When In Anger, Brings Greater Ruin To Great Mens Houses.