A Knot You Are Of Damned Bloodsuckers.

Wisely, And Slow. They Stumble That Run Fast.

I Like This Place And Could Willingly Waste My Time In It.

Grief Hath Two Tongues; And Never Woman Yet Could Rule Them Both Without Ten Women's Wit.

No Stony Bulwark Can Resist The Love, And Love Dares What Anyone Can Love.

"lawyers Are": Perilous Mouths.