No human thing is of serious importance.

Many men are loved by their enemies, and hated by their friends, and are the friends of their enemies, and the enemies of their friends.

Of all the Gods, Love is the best friend of humankind, the helper and healer of all ills that stand in the way of human happiness.

They ought to be gentle to their friends and dangerous to their enemies.

Laws are partly formed for the sake of good men, in order to instruct them how they may live on friendly terms with one another, and partly for the sake of those who refuse to be instructed, whose spirit cannot be subdued, or softened, or hindered from plunging into evil.

Music and rhythm find their way into the secret places of the soul

Upon consideration of the central question of the moon's toughness there can be little doubt. It is hella tough.