The Freedom To Swing Your Fist Ends

...though Drowned Was Just As Dead As Any Other Way Of Dying.

... Sometimes Good People [are] Helpless... Terrible Things Happen... To Good People... There [are] Sad Endings As Well As Happy Ones.

If He Didn't Get Out Of Here - Right Now - Harrier Was Either Going To Break Into Hysterical Laughter Or Strangle Somebody.

You Don't Spend Most Of Your Life In Other People's Heads Without Losing Every Prejudice You Ever Had.

The Freedom To Swing Your Fist Ends At My Nose.