You Try To Give Away What You

Children Might Or Might Not Be A Blessing, But To Create Them And Then Fail Them Was Surely Damnation.

Second Sight Is Redundant To Reason Anyway.

I Am Not A Fate Worse Than Death, Dammit!

You Can Say A Lot In A Little Time, If You Stick To Words Of One Syllable.

Exile, For No Other Motive Than Ease, Would Be The Last Defeat, With No Seed Of Future Victory In It.