…but there they lay, sprawled across the field, craved far more by the vultures than by wives.
I was working on a flat tax proposal and accidentally proved there was no God.
If it doesn't have siamese twins in a jar, it is not a fair.
...if fifty bands of men surrounded us/ and every sword sang for your blood,/ you could make off still with their cows and sheep.
I would rather be a serf in a poor man's house and be above ground than reign among the dead.
First you don't want me to get the pony, then you want me to take it back. Make up your mind!