Truly Thou Art Damned, Like An Ill-roasted

What A Deformed Thief This Fashion Is.

There's No Trust, No Faith, No Honesty In Men; All Perjured, All Forsworn, All Naught, All Dissemblers.

How Hard It Is For Women To Keep Counsel!

A Little Water Clears Us Of This Deed.

Et Tu Brute! (you Too, Brutus!)