Sufficiency's Enough For Men Of Sense.

What Good Can Come From Meeting Death With Tears? If A Man Is Sorry For Himself, He Doubles Death.

Know We How Many Tomorrows The Gods Intend For Our Todays.

Do We, Holding That The Gods Exist, Deceive Ourselves With Insubstantial Dreams And Lies, While Random Careless Chance And Change Alone Control The World?

There Is Safety In Numbers.

Delusive Hope Still Points To Distant Good.