Act averse to nasty language and partial to fruity tea.
You can't slit the throat of everyone whose character it would improve.
Pain or damage don't end the world.
Don't I yearn for the days when a draw across the throat made f**king resolution.
The world ends when you're dead. Until then, you got more punishment in store. Stand it like a man, and give some back.
Yeah, the cut throats and the pigs. But who wants all that blood spilled, judge, huh? Isn't there a simpler way of not pissing off the big vipers?