Let's All Cry Peace, Freedom, And Liberty!

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It Is A Tale Told By An Idiot, Full Of Sound And Fury; Signifying Nothing.

Your Lordship, Though Not Clean Past Your Youth, Have Yet Some Smack Of Age In You, Some Relish Of The Saltiness Of Time.

This Day's Black Fate On More Days Doth Depend; This But Begins The Woe, Others Must End.

O For A Horse With Wings!