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Words Empty As The Wind Are Best Left Unsaid.

Who Ne'er Knew Salt, Or Heard The Billows Roar.

Achilles Glared At Him And Answered, "fool, Prate Not To Me About Covenants. There Can Be No Covenants Between Men And Lions, Wolves And Lambs Can Never Be Of One Mind, But Hate Each Other Out And Out An Through. Therefore There Can Be No Understanding Between You And Me, Nor May There Be Any Covenants Between Us, Till One Or Other Shall Fall

From Now On Walking Is My Beer And Feeling Good Is My Hangover.

The Gods Give To Mortals Not Everything At The Same Time.