And now I'm using sarcasm, to confess the whole thing so later I could say I already told you.
Of all creatures that breathe and move upon the earth, nothing is bred that is weaker than man.
Beauty! Terrible Beauty! A deathless Goddess-- so she strikes our eyes!
Not vain the weakest, if their force unite.
Whatever day Makes man a slave, takes half his worth away.
We mortals hear only the news, and know nothing at all.