The Leopard Does Not Change His Spots.

Despair And Die. The Ghosts

So They Loved As Love In Twain Had The Essence But In One; Two Distinct, Divisions None.

My Crown Is Called Content, A Crown That Seldom Kings Enjoy.

My Father Names Me Autolycus, Who Being, As I Am, Littered Under Mercury, Was Likewise A Snapper-up Of Unconsidered Trifles.

The Hideous God Of War.