I'm Like That Guy Who Single-handedly Built

Urge Him With Truth To Frame His Fair Replies And Sure He Will For Wisdom Never Lies.

The Outcome Of The War Is In Our Hands; The Outcome Of Words Is In The Council.

We're Goin Bowling. If We Don't Come Back, Avenge Our Deaths.

And By The Sacred Parchment, I Swear That If I Reveal The Secrets Of The Stonecutters, May My Stomach Become Bloated And My Head Be Plucked Of All But Three Hairs

Once You Go Vatican, You Never Go Back Again.