Go Hang Yourself, You Naughty Mocking Uncle!

For A Noble Heart, The Most Precious Gift Becomes Poor, When The Giver Stops Loving.

What Stronger Breastplate Than A Heart Untainted! Thrice Is He Arm'd, That Hath His Quarrel Just.

So Get The Start Of The Majestic World And Bear The Palm Alone.

Chain Me With Roaring Bears; Or Shut Me Nightly In A Charnel-house, O'er-covered Quite With Dead Men's Rattling Bones, With Reeky Shanks And Yellow Chapless Skulls; Or Bid Me Go Into A New-made Grave, And Hide Me With A Dead Man In His Shroud; Things That, To Hear Them Told, Have Made Me Tremble; And I Will Do It Without Fear Or Doubt, To Live An Unstain'd Wife Of My Sweet Love.

No Place Indeed Should Murder Sanctuarize; Revenge Should Have No Bounds.