I Love You With So Much Of

Why What A Fool Was I To This Drunken Monster For A God. - Caliban

They Do Not Abuse The King That Flatter Him. For Flattery Is The Bellows Blows Up Sin; The Thing The Which Is Flattered, But A Spark To Which That Blast Gives Heat And Stronger Glowing.

Appetite, A Universal Wolf.

Hang Those That Talk Of Fear.

The Miserable Have No Other Medicine But Only Hope.