Why have you come to me here, dear heart, with all these instructions? I promise you I will do everything just as you ask. But come closer. Let us give in to grief, however briefly, in each other's arms.

They did not know her-gods are hard for mortals to recognize.

I'm satisfied. It's straight,...but it's just so hot, and I'm just so fraustrated.

Content to follow when we lead the way.

Guns aren't toys! They're for family protection, hunting dangerous or delicious animals, and keeping the King of England out of your face!

Ill fares the State where many masters rule; let one be lord, one king supreme.

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.