To Be, Or Not To

Bid Me Run, And I Will Strive With Things Impossible.

So Long As Men Can Breathe, Or Eyes Can See, So Long Lives This, And This Gives Life To Thee.

If Her Breath Were As Terrible As Her Terminations, There Were No Living Near Her, She Would Infect To The North Star!

An Habitation Giddy And Unsure Hath He That Buildeth On The Vulgar Heart.

Cursed Be He That Moves My Bones.