Do you not weep? Other sins only speak; murder shrieks out. The element of water moistens the earth, But blood flies upwards and bedews the heavens.

The misery of us, that are born great, We are forced to woo because none dare woo us.

Poor maids have more lovers than husbands.

Knowledge Is Power! Train smart and obtain power!

I have long served virtue, And never ta'en wages of her.

Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.

I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history.