The King can do no wrong; he cannot constitutionally be supposed capable of injustice.
Listen cousin, the way things are supposed to work out, one day the struggles of all you screwed up little underdogs will forge a permanent rainbow that'll encircle this entire earth, I should live so long.
In the heart of the slaughterhouse -- always -- enough room to nourish the awe.
The uncluttered arena grants every living thing its unique existence. Including me.