Great Crimes Come Never Singly; They Are

The Crime Of A Mother Is A Heavy Burden.

Wrinkles On The Brow Are The Imprints Of Exploits.

He Who Ruleth The Raging Of The Sea, Knows Also How To Check The Designs Of The Ungodly. I Submit Myself With Reverence To His Holy Will. O Abner, I Fear My God, And I Fear None But Him.

Honor, Without Money, Is A Mere Malady.

It's No Longer A Warmth Hidden In My Veins: It's Venus Entire And Whole Fastening On Her Prey.