And Empty Words Are Evil.

The Only Monster Here Is The Gambling Monster That Has Enslaved Your Mother, And I Call Him Gamblor!

One Rogue Leads Another.

All Deaths Are Hateful To Miserable Mortals, But The Most Pitiable Death Of All Is To Starve.

We Are Quick To Flare Up, We Races Of Men On The Earth.

All Right, Let's Not Panic. I'll Make The Money By Selling One Of My Livers. I Can Get By With One.