May he die with no joy at his end, The man who won't be troubled To unlock the keys of his heart and make a friend.
Those who look for filth, can find it at the height of noon.
All men know their children mean more than life.
It is the wise man's part to leave in darkness everything that is ugly.
Again, a smooth answer, signifying nothing.
What is god, what is not god, what is between man and god, who shall say?