So Will I Turn Her

I Have Thought Some Of Nature's Journeymen Had Made Men And Not Made Them Well, They Imitated Humanity So Abominably.

What Our Contempts Do Often Hurl From Us, We Wish It Ours Again.

Love Yourself; And In That Love Not Unconsidered Leave Your Honor.

You Undergo Too Strict A Paradox, Striving To Make An Ugly Deed Look Fair.

Taste Your Legs, Sire: Put Them Into Motion.