Assassinate Me You May; Intimidate Me You

When I Can't Talk Sense, I Talk Metaphor.

But As In Wailing There's Nought Availing, And Death Unfailing Will Strike The Blow, Then For That Reason, And For A Season, Let Us Be Merry Before We Go.

Evil Prospers When Good Men Do Nothing.

Madame De Stael Talks Herself Into A Beauty.

It Is The Common Fate Of The Indolent To See Their Rights Become Prey To The Active. The Conditions Upon Which God Hath Given Liberty To Man Is Eternal Vigilance; Which Condition If He Break, Servitude Is At Once The Consequence Of His Crime, And The Punishment Of His Guilt.