Sweet Is Revenge-especially To Women.

Hatred Is The Madness Of The Heart.

Yet Smelt Roast Meat, Beheld A Huge Fire Shine, And Cooks In Motion With Their Clean Arms Bared.

Fare Thee Well, And If For Ever Still For Ever Fare Thee Well.

A Thousand Years May Scare Form A State. An Hour May Lay It In Ruins.

And Doubt And Discord Step 'twixt Thine And Thee.