To Speak His Thoughts Is Every Freeman's

She Threw Into The Wine Which They Were Drinking A Drug Which Takes Away Grief And Passion And Brings Forgetfulness Of All Ills

I Would Rather Be A Serf In A Poor Man's House And Be Above Ground Than Reign Among The Dead.

Out Of Sight,out Of Mind

Pffft, English. Who Needs That? I'm Never Going To England.

To Have A Great Man For An Intimate Friend Seems Pleasant To Those Who Have Never Tried It; Those Who Have, Fear It.