All Men Have Need Of The Gods.

When You're In My House You Shall Do As I Do And Believe Who I Believe In. So Bart Butter Your Bacon.

There Will Be Killing Till The Score Is Paid.

Discourse, The Sweeter Banquet Of The Mind.

Goddess Of Song, Teach Me The Story Of A Hero.

Life Is Not To Be Bought With Heaps Of Gold; Not All Apollo's Pythian Treasures Hold, Or Troy Once Held, In Peace And Pride Of Sway, Can Bribe The Poor Possession Of The Day.