All Right, Let's Not Panic. I'll Make

You Know Those Balls That They Put On Car Antennas So You Can Find Them In The Parking Lot? Those Should Be On Every Car!

Sinks My Sad Soul With Sorrow To The Grave.

There Will Be Killing Till The Score Is Paid.

...like That Star Of The Waning Summer Who Beyond All Stars Rises Bathed In The Ocean Stream To Glitter In Brilliance.

For When Two Join In The Same Adventure, One Perceives Before The Other How They Ought To Act; While One Alone, However Prompt, Resolves More Tardily And With A Weaker Will.