Having Nothing, Nothing Can He Lose.

I Have A Bone To Pick With Fate

Blind Fear, That Seeing Reason Leads, Finds Safer Footing Than Blind Reason Stumbling Without Fear: To Fear The Worst Oft Cures The Worse.

The Time Is Out Of Joint.

The Wind-shak'd Surge, With High And Monstrous Main, Seems To Cast Water On The Burning Bear, And Quench The Guards Of The Ever-fixed Pole.

Drown Thyself? Drown Cats And Blind Puppies.