Je / Ever Pulver / Powder Schließlich / Eventually Tropfen / Drops Wahrheit / Truth
Everyone eventually matches or leapfrogs everyone else.
I at once commenced the ascent through a shower of arrows.
Every empire eventually falls.
Dreams are like paper, they tear so easily.
We have only God on our side; they have 'In God We Trust' on their side.
The heart of the melody can never be put down on paper.
Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth.
Power can shape 'truth,' but not forever.
Trust everybody, but cut the cards.
