Death Submits To No One.

When Are People Going To Learn? Democracy Doesn't Work.

I've Always Wondered If There Was A God. And Now I Know There Is -- And It's Me.

He Lives Not Long Who Battles With The Immortals, Nor Do His Children Prattle About His Knees When He Has Come Back From Battle And The Dread Fray.

I Have No Interest At All In Food And Drink, But Only In Slaughter And Blood And The Agonized Groans Of Mangled Men

Blame The Guy Who Doesn't Speak Engish.