The Weakest Kind Of Fruit Drops Earliest

Winter's Not Gone Yet, If The Wild Geese Fly That Way.

I Bear A Charmed Life, Which Must Not Yield To One Of Woman Born.

This Tyrant, Whose Sole Name Blisters Our Tongues,was Once Thought Honest.

The First Thing We Do, Let's Kill All The Lawyers.

To Sue To Live, I Find I Seek To Die; And, Seeking Death, Find Life: Let It Come On.