All things come into being by conflict of opposites.
The people must fight for their laws as for their walls.
Time is a child playing with droughts. The lordship is to the child.
A drunk man, staggering and mindless, must be led home by his son, so wet is his psyche... Water brings death to the psyche, as earth brings death to water... The psyche lusts to be wet.
It would not be better if things happened to men just as they wish.
A dry soul is wisest and best.