Fear Not, Cesario, Take Thy

Be Bloody, Bold, And Resolute; Laugh To Scorn The Power Of Man.

Tis In My Memory Lock'd, And You Yourself Shall Keep The Key Of It.

Let Still Woman Take An Elder Than Herself: So Wears She To Him, So Sways She Level In Her Husband's Heart, For, Boy, However We Do Praise Ourselves, Our Fancies Are More Giddy And Unfirm, More Longing, Wavering, Sooner To Be Lost And Warn, Than Women's Are.

Can We Outrun The Heavens?

Your Worm Is Your Only Emperor For Diet; We Fat All Creatures Else To Fat Us, And We Fat Ourselves For Maggots.