I Understand A Fury In Your Words

Things Past Redress Are Now With Me Past Care

Happy Are They That Hear Their Detractions, And Can Put Them To Mending.

But She Makes Hungry Where She Most Satisfies.

Take Heed, Dear Heart, Of This Large Privilege; The Hardest Knife Ill-used Doth Lose His Edge.

The Hideous God Of War.