One Omen Is Best, To Fight In

Nothing In The World Is So Incontinent As A Man's Accursed Appetite.

Marge, When I Join An Underground Cult I Expect A Little Support From My Family.

A Generous Friendship No Cold Medium Knows, Burns With One Love, With One Resentment Glows; One Should Our Interests And Our Passions Be, My Friend Must Hate The Man That Injures Me.

I Should Rather Labor As Another's Serf, In The Home Of A Man Without Fortune, One Whose Livelihood Was Meager, Than Rule Over All The Departed Dead.

Not Vain The Weakest, If Their Force Unite.