No Noble Man Ever Hated Good Wine.

The Deed Will Be Accomplished With The Least Amount Of Bloodshed Possible, And, If Possible ..., We'll Save All The Souls And Send Them Happily Off To Their Abode.

Languages Exist By Arbitrary Institutions And Conventions Among Peoples; Words, As The Dialecticians Tell Us, Do Not Signify Naturally, But At Our Pleasure.

Debts And Lies Are Generally Mixed Together. [fr., Debtes Et Mensonges Sont Ordinairement Ensemble Rallies.]

Thought I To Myself, We Shall Never Come Off Scot-free.

The Farce Is Finished. I Go To Seek A Vast Perhaps.