I Will Live To Make Myself Not

A Great Wind Is Blowing, And That Gives You Either Imagination Or A Headache.

I May Be Kindly, I Am Ordinarily Gentle, But In My Line Of Business I Am Obliged To Will Terribly What I Will At All.

Your Wits Make Others Witty.

I Shall Be An Autocrat: That's My Trade. And The Good Lord Will Forgive Me: That's His.

God, Grant Us Our Desires, And Grant Them Quickly.