Can We Ever Have Too Much Of

Love And War Are The Same Thing, And Stratagems And Policy Are As Allowable In The One As In The Other.

Death Eats Up All Things, Both The Young Lamb And Old Sheep; And I Have Heard Our Parson Say, Death Values A Prince No More Than A Clown.

Roque...lined His Men Up And Had Them Produce All The Clothing, Jewels, Money, And Other Objects That They Had Stolen Since The Last Time They Had Divided The Spoils. Having Made A Hasty Appraisal And Reduced To Terms Of Money Those Items That Could Not Be Divided, He Split The Whole Into Shares With Such Equity And Exactitude That In Not A Single Instance Did He Go Beyond Or Fall Short Of A Strict Distributive Justice. They Were All Well Satisfied With The Payment Received, Indeed They Were Quite Well Pleased; And Roque Then Turned To Don Quixote.

Treason Pleases, But Not The Traitor.

Miracle Me No Miracles.