The Prince Of Darkness Is A Gentleman!

No, I Will Be The Pattern Of All Patience; I Will Say Nothing.

You Take My Life When You Do Take The Means Whereby I Live

[s]ince Brevity Is The Soul Of Wit, And Tediousness The Limbs And Outward Flourishes, I Will Be Brief.

This Goodly Frame, The Earth, Seems To Me A Sterile Promontory.

Love For Thy Love , And Hand For Hand I Give.