Such is the love of praise, so great the anxiety for victory.
They can conquer who believe they can.
Go forth a conqueror and win great victories.
The only safety for the conquered is to expect no safety.
All these souls, after they have passed away a thousand years, are summoned by the divine ones in great array, to the lethean river. . . . In this way they become forgetful of the former earthlife, and re-visit the vaulted realms of the world, willing to return again into living bodies.
A fault is fostered by concealment.