But listen to me first and swear an oath to use all your eloquence and strength to look after me and protect me.

Don't mess with the dead, boy, they have eerie powers.

The leader, mingling with the vulgar host, Is in the common mass of matter lost.

For never, never, wicked man was wise.

I would rather be a serf in a poor man's house and be above ground than reign among the dead.

I'm a Spalding Gray in a Rick Dees world.

Oh, everything looks bad if you remember it.