Life and death are balanced as it were on the edge of a razor

I've always wondered if there was a God. And now I know there is -- and it's me.

We are quick to flare up, we races of men on the earth.

[I]t is the wine that leads me on, the wild wine that sets the wisest man to sing at the top of his lungs, laugh like a fool – it drives the man to dancing... it even tempts him to blurt out stories better never told.

The only monster here is the gambling monster that has enslaved your mother, and I call him Gamblor!

All men owe honor to the poets - honor and awe; for they are dearest to the Muse who puts upon their lips the ways of life.

The journey is the thing.