Evil Prospers When Good Men Do Nothing.

But As In Wailing There's Nought Availing, And Death Unfailing Will Strike The Blow, Then For That Reason, And For A Season, Let Us Be Merry Before We Go.

Assassinate Me You May; Intimidate Me You Cannot.

When I Can't Talk Sense, I Talk Metaphor.

Evil Prospers When Good Men Do Nothing.

I Have Never Yet Heard Of A Murderer Who Was Not Afraid Of A Ghost.