Immortals Are Never Alien To One Another.

The Blade Itself Incites To Deeds Of Violence.

I Wish That Strife Would Vanish Away From Among Gods And Mortals, And Gall, Which Makes A Man Grow Angry For All His Great Mind, That Gall Of Anger That Swarms Like Smoke Inside Of A Man's Heart And Becomes A Thing Sweeter To Him By Far Than The Dripping Of Honey.

I Believe Children Are The Future...which Is Why They Must Be Stopped Now!

I Want To Be Alone With My Thought.

The Difficulty Is Not So Great To Die For A Friend, As To Find A Friend Worth Dying For.