Farewell! God Knows When We Shall Meet

I Always Thought It Was Both Impious And Unnatural That Such Immanity And Bloody Strife Should Reign Among Professors Of One Faith.

Here, Thou Incestuous, Murderous, Damned Dane, Drink Off This Potion!

Since Mine Own Doors Refuse To Entertain Me, I'll Knock Elsewhere, To See If They'll Disdain Me

By The Pricking Of My Thumbs, Something Wicked This Way Comes.

There's No Art To Find The Mind's Construction In The Face.