Unextinguished Laughter Shakes The Skies.

Reproach Is Infinite, And Knows No End.

By Hook Or By Crook This Peril Too Shall Be Something That We Remember

His Descent Was Like Nightfall.

Zeus It Seems Has Given Us From Youth To Old Age A Nice Ball Of Wool To Wind-nothing But Wars Upon Wars Until We Shall Perish Every One.

No Man Or Woman Born, Coward Or Brave, Can Shun His Destiny.