Not Anymore. I'm Afraid I've Degenerated Into

Mmm....she's Doomed! You're Doomed!! They're All Doomed! Notice I Didn't Specify What Kind Of Doom, So No Matter What Happens, I Predicted It. How Very Wise Of Me.

He Inclined His Head Ever So Slightly, Displaying With His Bearing The Supreme Confidence, Even Arrogance, That Is The Sole Providence Of Cats, Dragons, And Certain Highborn Women.

You Named Your Sword Fire? Fire? What Kind Of A Boring Name Is That? You Might As Well Name Your Sword 'blazing Blade' And Be Done With It. Fire Indeed. Humph. Wouldn't You Rather Have A Sword Called Sheepbiter Or Chrysanthemum Cleaver Or Something Else With Imagination?

There Is No More Exciting Sport Than Flying, For If You Lose, You Die.

Better To See Widely Than To See Too Closely And Allow Some Feature Of Place Or Situation To Catch You Unawares. Do You Understand?