Let Us Forget And Forgive Injuries.

Do You See Over Yonder, Friend Sancho, Thirty Or Forty Hulking Giants? I Intend To Do Battle With Them And Slay Them.

All I Know Is That So Long I Am Asleep I Am Rid Of All Fears And Hopes And Toils And Glory, And Long Live The Man Who Invented Sleep, The Cloak That Covers All Human Thirst.

Let Everyone Turn Himself Around, And Look At Home, And He Will Find Enough To Do.

Many Littles Make A Much.

Too Much Sanity May Be Madness!