In Every Country Dogges Bite.

When A Lackey Comes To Hells Doore, The Devills Locke The Gates.

The Filth Under The White Snow, The Sunne Discovers.

My House, My House, Though Thou Art Small, Thou Art To Me The Escurial.

The Reasons Of The Poore Weigh Not. [the Reasons Of The Poor Weigh Not.]

The Shortest Answer Is Doing.