Many That Are Not Mad Have, Sure,

When Caesar Says, 'do This', It Is Performed.

Thou Unfit For Any Place But Hell.

The Native Hue Of Resolution Is Sicklied O'er With The Pale Cast Of Thought; And Enterprises Of Great Pitch And Moment, With This Regard, Their Currents Turn Awry, And Lose The Name Of Action.

I Despised My Arrival On This Earth And I Despise My Departure; It Is A Tragedy.

Security Is The Chief Enemy Of Mortals.